A Grandmother’s Love: Turning Loss into a Mission of Courage and Purpose
A Grandmother’s Love: Turning Loss into a Mission of Courage and Purpose
Behind every bold step we take in life, there’s often someone whose love first gave us the courage to dream. For me, that person was my grandmother. She embodied unconditional love—so much so that even when my parents came to pick me up, she held onto me as if letting go meant losing a piece of her heart. She cooked, gardened, crocheted, and even conquered her fear of driving just to be there for me. But in pouring so much of herself into others, she neglected her own health and passed away from breast cancer at just 55. Today, as I live beyond the years she was given, I carry her spirit into my mission: to help women prioritize themselves and break free from burnout. I choose courage, even when fear whispers otherwise, because life is short and meant to be fully lived. Whether it’s traveling, immersing myself in history at museums, or embracing quiet discoveries alone, I honor her legacy with every bold step forward.