the inspiration behind the start

Meet Eleanor Eversole Cox.


Eleanor, or Gram as I call her, moved into my parent's home in Northern Virginia when I was almost ten years old. Her beloved, Eddy, had passed away from heart failure. After his passing, Gram grew lonesome in their Southern Roanoke mansion and my mother, as any good daughter would do, welcomed Gram into our home.
From that moment on, Gram became like a second mother to me. She picked my sister and I up from school, dance classes, swim practices... took us to friends' houses, the movies, etc. She was a big help to my mom in that both my parents worked full time jobs- she was able to be there for us when their careers wouldn't allow them to.

All that to say, we are as close as close can be. Recently, her 89 years caught up with her heart, leaving us in the hospital several weeks ago. With the doctors saying that it was time to say goodbye, all of the family flew home to see her. It was the worst moment of my life. Surgery was too risky, so they ended up shocking her heart--- miraculously, it did the trick and Gram is slowly getting back to herself again, at HOME. To say that she is a fighter is an understatement.

Thus brings me to this blog. After experiencing almost a full lifetime of lessons from Gram to watching her lay in a hospital bed, it has truly inspired me to cherish the mark she's left on me and to live everyday to it's fullest. I want to take the joy for life that she has given me and make memories with it. Hope you enjoy reading them as they unfold-- all with a pinch of Gram in between.



love you e,

love, t.