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An Open Letter To My Grandmother In Heaven

You're gone but never, ever forgotten.

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An Open Letter To My Grandmother In Heaven
Nonni and Me

My Dearest Nonni,

You're home with God now, and that in itself is quite beautiful. I am happy you are no longer sick, and that you are at peace. Losing you broke my heart, and I still can not comprehend the fact that you are gone. I have a lot of comfort and joy knowing that we will meet again someday. I am proud beyond words to be your granddaughter. You taught me to love and forgive and be strong. Your faith in God is something that is truly an inspiration. I like to think that the day our Heavenly Father called you home, you cooked for him. You probably made him a delicious gravy with macaroni and meatballs, and I'm sure it is the best food he has ever had.

I am going to miss the times we shared, especially our special day every year. The day before Thanksgiving was a day we spent, just the two of us, cooking, laughing, and telling each other how much we loved each other. You never failed to make sure I knew how much you loved me. And I know that you were well aware that I loved you more than words could ever say. You taught me many life lessons, and whenever I needed advice on anything from cooking to boys, you were the one I knew that I could count on for getting an honest opinion. I am going to miss you calling me all the time to check up on me and always telling me to "watch out".

You were a mother and grandmother before anything else, and you always put our family first. In reality, you were the glue that kept us together. A grandmother is a blessing, and I was blessed to have had you in my life for almost nineteen years. I only wish that I could have had you for a little longer. My heart hurts when I think about how you are really gone. It does not seem real. Time will give me more comfort but I will never let your memory die. I will always remember all the sleepovers we had when I was little and how I would always wake up to you coming in and checking on me. You and I had such a special unique bond that even Heaven can not break.

I remember you and I laughing over the silliest things. I remember the last time I saw you well on Christmas Eve. You and I had some special alone time to talk and I told you about school and you were so happy for me. We told funny stories and you held my hand. I would give anything to hold your hand once more.

When you got sick, I stayed by your side every day, and you knew I was there. I remember you calling me by my name when you could barely talk and telling me you love me for the last time. I remember myself telling you how much I love you and how proud I am of you. I am still so proud of your strength, love and faith. You were one of a kind and such a blessing. You are the best grandmother I could have ever asked for and I can not wait until the day we meet again. I know now that you are no longer sick and you are at peace. That gives me peace. I feel you with me. I know that you are now my guardian angel and you will never leave my side. I miss you, Non. I will hold you in my heart forever and ever. Thank you for being you.

I love you, Nonni.

With all my heart,

Your "Blessed Mother" Mariana. XOXO


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