my great grandmother died when i was 12. she was my father's grandmother, raised him and his twin brother, didn't speak a lick of english, but she and i understood each other perfectly. Whenever I'm really down I remember helping her make traditional mexican food in her tiny little kitchen in phoenix, and it makes me smile.
your grandmother may be gone physically, but she'll live forever in your heart. You can still turn to her when you need her.
Hang in there, BDM
your grandmother may be gone physically, but she'll live forever in your heart. You can still turn to her when you need her.
Hang in there, BDM