What's the Word?

I think I have a general idea of what I want to write down. 

Tuesday is going to be a tough day. 

I love my dad, I love how he explained that my grandmother’s energy is still with us. That her energy is still around. I love that my dad believes in energies and soul and spirit and asking god for help. 

I’m not religious, but I love that kind of thought. I think we all need to have dreams and things to look towards. And I do think about her often, her spirit and her soul. I love her so much. 

It hasn’t been a year yet, but it sure feels like it. I’m glad I have such strong memories to hold onto. I miss her poems. And her voice.