grandma,
It has been six months since your departure and somehow I think a lot more than I thought when you were there, alive, alive. Put your ring on, I still have the sweaters you made me and now that I'm thinking, I feel more like your niece. At your funeral I could not hold myself up when I was told that I was like that. If I write and you can not cry grandma. I do not know, I miss much.
Man never values ??things until he loses. How much I would like to get your hands on and kiss them. I try to remember our moments together, how much we have both of them. Many times I stayed home alone with you, you taught me how to make a jerk or tell me stories that started with "when I was new". Lord, how much love has you forgiven me?
Grandma, can I thank you a bit? Thank you for having taught me so much and you were always with me when I was angry with my mom, my sisters, my dad ... Put me in the top plan always. Even when you were sick, even when you crave your head, even when you lie down, I always find time for me. Thanks to you I have tasted more of your life, you taught me not to shake your head, because I had my grandmother not for anything, I had you. Remember when Mom did not like to talk to me about boys, love, and you secretly give me your advice? Your lousy is tied up, how much I would like you to be here and make me one after the other. To show you his picture, to talk when Mom was not around.
Thank you grandma! I was not ready when you left and I can never admit that you will miss long at home, you will never be again. I did not realize that life had gone so fast. I would like to stay with you longer, but the Lord, or whoever would not, separated us. It's not like your grandmother's eyes, I've crossed many roads this six months, I have encountered many people but nowhere like your eyes. How sweet you looked at me, how much love there was. Where to find today, tell me?
Life continues, has continued for all mankind, and will continue for me as well, it does not happen otherwise. I never get out of my mind, out of the heart, no, not. On my wedding day, on the birth of my children or their graduation, you will have a place. I will keep you with much love.
Love you,
Not so small, Ana!