May

When my grandmother Hima passed away in May 1998, my cousin Jenness went to Finland on business so he couldn't make it to her funeral but had made it to her wake. I wish at that moment in time he could have taken me away to Finland, away from that pain of watching my grandmother die right before me taking her last breath and being her only surviving heir to take care of all the arrangements. She passed a day within her birthday. May is a bittersweet month for me. I try and make new and happy memories for this month of May. I have succeeded for the most but still there is pain. May to me is bittersweet and always will be. Spring is here and a new dawn will appear to lead me out of my despair once more but never closing that door. I wish to you all a very Happy May Day!