My best friend
My grandma died 1 month and three days ago (August 24th 2012, morning)and I can't bring myself to stop crying or counting the days she has been away. She was my best friend and I loved spending time with her, ever since my grandpa died I have had nightmares about when she will be next and have woken up just crying. Though I don't think anything could have prepared me for the loss I am feeling now. It's like someone took away my soul and left only despair and the question of what is the point of me carrying on. I'm only 15 and know that eventually I will get on with my life but the loss is so huge that I can barely get up out of bed in the morning and then have to act normal until I'm on my own again, when I look at pictures and cry.
I used to visit a lot sit with her listen to everything she wanted to talk about, or just watch 'midsummer murders' 'poirot' I used to especially looked forward to watching 'murder she wrote' where my grandma would say you know I'm younger than her, and just look at me with this wise smile. Sunday dinners my grandma would visit and bring some kind of chocolate or sweets individually wrapped in sandwich bags, for some reason she divided them up herself.
Illness took her over several months, strokes, heart attacks and fits which resulted in her loosing memories.
I cant even finish this because of my tears, I just want her back soo much, every minute I'm alone I cant seem to divert my attention away from it :`-(
She will be forever in my memory as will all her stories about anything. I love you GRANDMA x