Today as I’m writing, it is my 26th birthday. In looking back at the previous year, I can say without a doubt that 25 was filled with the biggest triumphs and some of the biggest challenges I have ever experienced. My 25th birthday was spent putting my grandmother to rest. To be honest, the entire day was a blur. I vaguely remember rehearsing the readings a few times that morning before the service and trying to make small talk with my second cousins whom I had only met once or twice at the lunch following the burial. To this day, I don’t think I’ve given myself the time to process my feelings on the loss of my grandma.