Last night, my Grandmother passed away. She had a hard life, but lived it all with a smile on her face. I wish that I had memories of her when she was this beautiful and vibrant. A few years after I was born, half of her face was paralyzed during a surgery. My earliest memories of her are of being scared of her scratchy voice and eye that needed to be taped shut. I love this picture of her because it helps me relate to her in a way I was never able to while she was alive. Seeing her as a young and beaming mother makes me want to get to know her the way she was before a brain tumor changed everything about her. I like to think that this is the way she looks now, finally free of the limits her aging body set for her.