Things have been hard, but what has been killing me is that Tuesday makes it 3 years since you’ve been gone. You were a big part of my strength. Whenever my dad and I argued, you told me everything would be okay. I need you here to tell me everything’s going to be okay because I’m scared.

I want you to be here. To see me graduate and go off to college. I want you to see how far I’ve made it. I know you’d be disappointed at some of the things that I’ve done, but I know you’d forgive me and comfort me. You were supposed to be around when I had my first child, started my own family, and graduated college.

I miss you sooo much, Grandma. I wish you could be here. I have to tell myself every day that you’re looking down on me, but sometimes it doesn’t help. I’m glad you aren’t in pain anymore. I remember the day like yesterday. I love you.

R.I.P Grandma 4-3-09 <3