Ever since you passed away I haven't even been to a Hardees. All I can think about is when I would wake up and you would say, "Hey Lynny!" and you'd have gotten the biscuits and gravy from there.
The night you died I came and saw you. You could no longer speak. I told you I was going to graduate. I was going to go to college. I was going to follow all of my dreams, just like you would always tell me to.
Two years have gone by, and I did not graduate on time. I am currently enrolled in a Summer Program to make up my missing credit. I have applied to zero colleges. I have not taken the SAT. I wonder if I have disappointed you. I am so sorry.
You told me you wish you could've saw my play. You died two weeks before it opened. I performed that night for you. All of those nights for you. I wish you could've saw. It was my last big moment on that stage.
At your funeral I cried harder than I've ever cried in my life. They would not stop playing "Love Lifts Us Up Where We Belong." I can't bring myself to even hear one sentence of that song anymore.
Grandma.
Frances.
You were and are the strongest woman I know.
You live on forever within me.
I believe in guardian angels because you are mine.
I miss you everyday.
I could say all the words in the world, but they would never bring you back.
I hope there is a Heaven, and I hope you're there making lasagne for everyone.
Your lasagne was always the best.
I love you.
