Grandma,
I think of you often and wish you were here,
I don't always understand and it's not always clear.
I know that life on Earth must end,
But I feel I've lost a very good friend.
I wish my children had the chance to grow up close to you,
I have wonderful memories from when it was just us two.
I miss talking to you about cooking, sewing and gardening,
I begin to call then realize you will not be answering.
Today you would have been eighty-three,
But instead you passed and now are free.
Free from sickness and suffering,
and to know this, it comforts me.
You will not be forgotten. I love you.