Missing Grandma

Oh, how much I miss her. All I want to do is talk to her. See her. Listen to her voice once more. But I cant. I cant even see her for 50+ years. I cant believe its been a whole year. I remember my ninth birthday like yesterday. Mommy was going to stay the night at ga and papa's house, but ga told her that she had to be at home the next morning to wish me a happy birthday. After school,  I walked to ga and papa's house, to find my dying grandma, in a deep sleep. I teared up at the sight. She had her breathing thing in. I kept asking and asking if she was going to be ok. Everyone just said "I dont know,  Madi". I felt like no-one remembered my birthday. Then, at pricicly 4:48(I think) my dear ga lost her life. As she took her very last breath, she had one lung, a loving grandma heart, and alot of hope and faith. Boy, do I love you, Ga.  




                                                                                           Yours truly,
                                                                                            Madi❤️