Quiet grace...

Through the blur of tears I must say goodbye to a woman who lived and fought with a quiet grace that I could only aspire to posses. Despite the length of her battle I still feel like I'm not ready for her to go. I miss her already. Goodbye Grandma. Goodbye.

Can't Forking believe it...

Little kid has decided she only eats with a fork now.

Untitled from troy scott on Vimeo.