My name is Mallory, and I have the honor of being Stacy’s eldest grandchild — or one of her “grand crazies,” as she lovingly called us. It’s hard to find the words, because it still doesn’t feel real that she’s gone. If you ever met my grandma Stacy, you know how full of life, love, and kindness she was. She carried a warmth that touched everyone around her and a deep appreciation for nature — especially her flowers, birds, and the ocean she loved to watch. Her battle with cancer was short lived and brutal , but she fought every day with strength and grace. To me, she was the most beautiful soul in this world, and she deserves a beautiful celebration of life. Any contribution to help us honor her memory would mean so much to our family.