Those who pass away live in our memories – that’s what I keep realizing.

It’s 12 :  43 PM on day 1775  of my journey towards independence and I’ve managed to brush my teeth,  pray, read Matthew 7,    publish my Disability of the Day feature, learn one new thing –In the spring, a nanny goat gives birth to one kid (sometimes two), which must be on its feet within minutes of arrival into its sparse mountain world. Mountain goats eat plants, grasses, mosses, and other alpine vegetation. – have breakfast, make sandwiches for Cynthia’s ( our housekeeper’s) neighborhood with mom’s help as part of  Virginia’s Sandwich Run – (thank you mommy  for all your help) –    and  promote my Educate Generations campaign – $3 372 raised so far (thanks everyone 🙂 )

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Today marks the one year anniversary of my paternal grandmother’s death I am sad that she has passed but that sadness is mixed with immense gratitude for all the years we had together (she was so spunky and funny every time I remember her I can’t help but smile… she was awesome 🙂 ). Thank you Ammachi (grandmother) for all the joy and wisdom you gave me you rocked this life I hope I’m making you proud.