Grandma,
I have been writing this letter in my head for months now. It’s just so hard to put into words everything you mean to me.
I can’t imagine what my life would have looked like without you in it. My entire being is shaped by the love that you poured out on me from the day I was born.
When I think about my family, my kids… I think about what I want for them for the future, and I often dream about being the kind of Grandma that you were to me.
I want my kids to have family. I want them to gather and spend time together. I want my grandkids to have cousins, and my family to spend time together.
I want to be actively involved in my grandkids’ lives and I pray that I get to be there for as much of their lives as you got to spend with us!
I want to teach my grandkids to make chocolate chip cookies and waffles from the time they’re tall enough to reach the counter.
I want to show them how to stir up their ice cream and I want to make blackberry pies for them when they bring in bucketfuls of the juicy, fresh berries from the bushes down the road.
I want to love them so that they know without a shadow of a doubt that they are loved, and valued, just the way you showed us.
I love you so much Grandma B. So much more than I’m sure I ever told you. But I hope you knew.
I think you may have been one of the most loved grandmas that ever lived!
I miss you.
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