To the one who left me,
With a void in my heart
And fond memories as scars,
My Ammamma, Jo.
It’s been two years and I still can’t believe that you are gone.
We remember you every day. We relive memories of you to get over the pain. My mom says she thinks you are at your friend’s house at times. It helps with her grief. Nobody understands the pain losing you caused us, Ammamma. We still break down in the middle of a normal day, we just hope that time heals us.
You don’t know how much someone means to you until they are gone. We think that they are always gonna be there.
I remember the petty fights we had, the long walks we shared, and the food we happily ate. “She would have liked this”, “She would say this at this time”, “She would want me to be confident at this moment”, I constantly tell myself, and that way I come to realize you have now become a part of me and my family, guiding us silently through whatever we face.
I believe that you are somewhere in this world going for walks and watching cooking shows and watching us as we get through our lives.
I hope you are free of pain and at peace.
Love,
Me ( Your favorite grandchild 😉).
Author notes:
My grandmother passed away in 2018 and it was one of the toughest phases of my life. Learning to deal with grief is tough, but if you do not accept grief and try to hide from it, it will always catch up with you later in life.
When you lose a loved one, you also lose a part of your soul. And the void can only be filled with love, patience and time. To anyone going through a loss, I hope you have the strength to overcome it. Remember that you always carry a part of them within you.
Strength and love to all.
Love,
The butterfly girl.