Grandma update 😟🖤 (Patreon)

Hi patronites! Wishing you all a gentle week ahead 🥰

I went back and forth all weekend about whether to share this, but so many of you were rooting for my granny that it feels right to let you know how her story ended and to thank you for being here with me through it. So yes, here's another very personal post. Starting with this video, that looking at now... It feels almost poetic 🖤

Like I've told you, on June 27th, my grandmother had a severe stroke. On July 15th, I told you she was still fighting, fragile but stubborn, and so many of you sent love and warm wishes for her recovery. I truly felt your kindness across the distance.This past Friday, August 8th, she finally let go. I was working when it happened, and it was so disorienting…

One day she still felt like herself, the next she needed help with everything. And we could see, quietly and stubbornly, that she was slipping away. That’s hard enough to watch. But what broke me was seeing my mom slowly lose herself in the process, giving up her routine, her rest, her joy, until she was completely worn out. The little light she had been holding on to ever since losing Duda… it flickered.

Now that she’s gone, my heart feels two things at the same time: the grief of losing her and the relief that her suffering and my family’s is finally over.

These past weeks have been heavy in ways I can’t really put into words. I spent so many days at the hospital and at home, changing her, giving her meds, turning her in bed, feeding her through a tube, standing for hours trying to understand words that barely made sense. On top of that came the financial hit, the collapse of routines… anything I could do to make my mom’s life a little easier, I did. It was messy, it was human, and it was far from easy 😅

I usually like to keep this space light. But since so many of you were cheering for her, it felt right to close the chapter here and to thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for caring. And as a little tribute, I’m sharing this photo of us together 🤗

So, after a month and a half of living in that in-between, hoping for a miracle and fearing the inevitable, I feel I can finally breathe. My grandma is at peace 🖤 And my mom can start to heal from everything she’s been through. Grief isn’t easy to deal with, and now my mom has to face it twice. And me… well, my grief list keeps growing. These last five years have been exceptionally difficult.

Life is fragile. Love is sacred.You’ll have time to catch up with work tomorrow. But you won’t always have time to spend with your loved ones. “Now” is truly the only thing we have that is real. The past cannot be changed, and the future is yet to come.

But well, before I forget to tell you something else 😅 (because of course my life loves a plot twist), last Tuesday at my skating class I somehow performed a full split… but not in a good way. I wasn’t ready for it, so I pulled my groin (yep… adductor strain 😅) and spent the whole week in pain and limping. I even shot 2 June sets while hobbling around, so please laugh with me when you see my BTS faces 😂 "Occupational hazard", I guess. I was a little reckless and didn’t think about the speed and extra momentum before trying to perform the split… lesson learned. Here’s hoping I at least unlocked a REAL FULL split for the next attempts when I’m healed 🫠

That's it for today, I swear the next posts will be lighter 😭