June 13th, 2008 was the day that my world was destroyed. It was the day my Grandmother died. It was the day that I realized the man I was in love with for two years was complete shit. It was also the day that would spiral me into alcoholism.
This will be my first June sober since then….
Rest in Peace Nanna Ward. The woman who taught me: that anything can be done in heels, that baking should always be done from scratch, and to be a good person regardless of the consequences.
She was the most amazing person I have ever met in my life, and I was honored to call her my grandmother.