Grandma woke up today with a quiet heaviness in her chest — the kind that comes not from sickness, but from memories that refuse to fade.
The house was still, almost too still, the kind of silence that makes every ticking clock feel louder than it should.She sat at the edge of her bed for a moment, letting her fingers trace the soft wrinkles on her hands, each line a story she once lived, each scar a reminder of a world […]