Goodbye Vroma (I love you)
Last week, when I was on my way from work to home in the car, I received call from my sister. She sounded distressed as she told me that Vroma (that is what me and my sister called grandma on my mother’s side) was in cardiac arrest and a team was trying to revive her.
I finally got around to finish the new theme I had been working on. It is quite similar to the old one, except it looks a bit more refined.