My grandmother passed away last week. I flew to Toronto for the funeral and to be with my family, and while her death was not a surprise, it made me thankful for the family I do have. As I returned to Austin, TX today, I wanted to take a moment to pay my respects to her. This year’s Hanukkah was a bit less joyous as we mourned instead of rejoiced, but it was a time where the remaining family huddled together and grew. My father’s generation is now the oldest, and I feel more mature already.