The other day I was at the nail salon getting a pedicure when the nail lady suddenly (and much to my surprise) asked about my grandma. I had to proceed to tell her she had passed away. She looked very sad, and kept asking me – “oh really?”
Grandma,
Then she went on to tell me what a happy, nice lady you were and how sad it is that you’re gone. This almost stranger said those things about you.
I love you grandma, and I miss you. I often find myself mimicking your gestures, like how you used to click your tongue on the back of your teeth or how you’d point your finger in the air to make a serious statement and then smile. I like remembering those things about you.
Miss you grandma.
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