I know I haven't written in more than a year, I don't even know what's the last thing I wrote about.
But I know this: Today I felt the need to write, and express my feelings to no one. I don't even care if anyone reads anymore, I am writing for me.
People say that a lot can change in a month, well, it's been a year. Let's see what changed.

Me. I changed, I am now a better person, I've learn a lot. I went to culinary school, I added three cats to my heart, I gained a love bigger than words.

My grands past away, which only means that their body was no longer strong enough to stay where we are, and their soul just went to live in a place where souls live. I am not saying I believe in heaven or hell, I am simply saying that they now live in a place where they can be healthy and young and live in the house they built together with their lemon tree and all the others. And they can be visited by all the family they also miss. Because heaven and earth are the same, but in different times. I will always miss them, but I know that someday I will go and be with them again, in their house with the lemon tree, and we will drink lemonade and talk about all the things we still haven't spoken about.