6 years ago today, someone very important died.
You won’t have heard of her, and she won’t have had any impact on your life. But she was important.
She was a grandma by 36. She was a recovered addict. She was a wife, and a mother (obviously). She was a fitness fanatic. She was a warrior of all warriors. She was a force to be reckoned with. She was beautiful. She was strong. She changed lives, and demanded that others did the same.
I still miss her.