I was crying a few minutes ago because earlier I went Christmas shopping with my mom and then I realized that I won't be able to buy a Christmas gift for Granny anymore. I remembered last Christmas, I gave her a nice, warm nightgown since she used to always be cold around the house. A couple of days after she passed, I saw that nightgown on the dryer, all clean and folded. I held it to my chest and cried, knowing that she won't wear it anymore. This will be the first Christmas without her. I've been crying lately just thinking about it.