A month ago I lost my grandma.
It would be so easy for me to say the last month has flown by, that it hardly seems like she’s gone. I’d be lying if I said that.
On a personal level I’m feeling better after spending months in a bad place. But I miss my grandma everyday.
I lived with her for nearly 14 years, right? And every time I’d go back home since moving in October (almost weekly) she would light up and ask me how I’ve been doing at my apartment or how work was going. It seems so small, but I MISS THAT.
The reason I’m writing this is because the last month has not flown by. It’s gone by slower than any month of my life. And time going forward isn’t going to fly by. Time doesn’t really fly by after you lose someone until you simply start to forget them. I can’t see myself doing that. I’ll have different experiences as I progress through my own years, but my grandma isn’t someone I’ll forget. Not now or a year from now or a decade from now because never again will I get to call someone grandma.
Johnny Reads 
I know words can’t help a soul-deep pain, but she’s with you in your heart. She’s still Grandma in your thoughts, and she’ll remain Grandma in your day-to-day life through all the things you shared together. And if you believe in God, you’ll see her again one day {{hugs}}
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She will always be by your side, she loved you very much.
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