Independence

I visited my Grandfather’s grave for the first time.

He passed away almost 20 years ago, yet I’ve never been. It took me about an hour to find his gravestone once I was there, a few times I wondered if it would even be there. But if it wasn’t there, where was it?

But then I found it.

Side by side with my step grandmother, it felt good to find them, in whatever state they were in.

Grandparents make up the depths of foundation in a family, and I’ve spent much of my adult life without them.