i write this with a very HEAVY heart… for the past ten days when we drive to school the shades have been drawn on the yellow house of the grandma we wave to on the “i” street. initially we hoped she might be on a fabulous holiday in sayulita drinking margaritas, nibbling on fresh guacamole and enjoying the seaside view, but as the days passed we grew increasingly concerned. lucy has a classmate who lives two doors up from her and he confirmed that our grandma has moved on. we are just devastated. we never actually properly met her, but sharing a morning wave with her just filled us with delight and joy. sometimes we had a DOUBLE wave day when we’d see her in the window in the afternoon as well. we have been waving with her for a few years now and her sweet smile and pretty iittle acknowledgement has truly lightened the intensity of the pandemic and the loss of our own beloved gg. lucy says, “it’s okay… now we have another grandma watching over us,” but i prefer to have a live grandma and am having a lot trouble processing her departure. i think i need to find a new way to school (which isn’t easy for me as i am so routinized AND i have a terrible sense of direction) because i am overwhelmed with sadness when we pass her yellow house. we are holding her in our hearts and so grateful for the happiness she gave us. rest in loving peace dear grandma. x0x0x