People always leave impressions in our lives, and in our hearts. No matter how long we've known them for, or what part of us they belonged to; they will always leave their mark.

It can be as simple as you buying flowers in their memory, or reminiscing how they stood by your side during that difficult time when you thought the world was collapsing underneath. It can also be by smiling when you hear a song they used to like, or laughing at a joke you know they would laugh at.

But it can also simply be by living. 

By living a life you know that they would've wanted you to live.

By seizing every great (or small) oppertunity without turning back.

By choosing to be happy. Because happiness is a choice.

 

Every year since my grandfather passed away, I've gotten flowers. It's become a little tradition, and a way of appreciating the little things in life.

 

Love.

xox,

Laila