Saturday, December 31, 2011


Before what remains of you is gone forever, I want you to know how much you meant to all of us. From the moment I met you, when I was fourteen, you became a constant in my life, and I was closer to you than I was to my own grand-mother.

As much grief as I felt when I found out that you'd died, I know that it's nothing in comparison to what your family must have felt. The ties of blood are weak ones in comparison to the bonds built between people who spend their entire lives taking care of each other, and to have those bonds broken so suddenly must have been devastating.

I hope that you'll forgive me for not having been to see you for three weeks before you died, and I hope that one day I can grow up to be as amazing a mother (and grandmother) as you've been.

If all the good deeds that we do in life are reflected back on us at it's end, I know that there's no way that, wherever you are, you aren't happy right now.

We love you, mama, and we'll miss you.

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