I have not been able to write in years. Mainly because I am too busy and cannot find time and partly because I have not had any motivation. I thought I would never write again. Until tonight, I had inspiration for the first time in years and I followed that inspiration to a sad place. I thought about my Mimmer (my grandma) who I lost suddenly in 2016. This is my unedited version. I want to take some time away from it, for my emotional well-being, before I attempt to edit this. It is raw and it is real. It is hurt and it is pain. But her love was a strong and beautiful thing and I was lucky to experience it.