Next month, it will be a year since my grandma passed away.
I was lucky to have her for 33 years in my life, and I know many dont get that chance. But, she was my only remaining grand parent, and with her going, it feels like the end of the last chapter of a book. It is life and she is with me (and my family) in my heart, but I miss her very much.
I spent the last 3 weeks of her life in my home town with my family, because I wanted to be with them and her. I took these images of her apartment. I wanted to freeze time and capture all the simple things that dont seem like much, but for me and my family made it feel like home, like my grand parents house.