When My Grandma Died The Earth Shed Snowflake Tears

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“A peaceful death is the greatest gift that life can give us.”

—Saim A. Cheeda

I can still remember feeling my grandma’s beautiful warm skin turn cold as she drains of color…

I’m a writer who has journaled for 24 years. My battle with breast cancer has given me a new perspective on life. Writing is a way for me to give back.

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Kris Bedenian

Kris Bedenian

I’m a writer who has journaled for 24 years. My battle with breast cancer has given me a new perspective on life. Writing is a way for me to give back.

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