I’ll forever cherish the moments and memories we did have together.🤍
These past few days don’t feel real, and a part of me wonders if they ever will. I keep finding myself thinking about all the things that could have been—and I know that feeling may never fully go away.
I’m so sorry, Grandma.
I hold onto the hope that one day we’ll meet again. And when we do, I picture us sitting together just like we used to—sharing your homemade banana nut bread, talking about everything we missed, laughing, remembering… simply being together again. But more than anything, I’ll be ready to wrap my arms around you, to hold you as tightly as I can, just like you always held me.
I love you Grandma. I’ll carry you with me always, until the day I get to see you again. I love always, your bee-tah 🤍