i’ll picture you in your hometown, in your grandpa’s farm, climbing trees, swimming in the river and getting chased by bears in the mountains with your cousin. you’ll be having so much fun at the summer fair, dancing with the cutest guys in town, singing for everyone and enchanting them your voice. there’ll be a buffet filled only with your favorite desserts, and right next to it the universe’s largest library all at your disposal and a cinema with all your favorite movies.
i’ll picture you at your happiest, surrounded by all the people you’ve loved and lost, with your beloved son and the sister you lost too soon. you have SO much chisme to share with her, i’m so insanely jealous of her rn.
you lived through so much hardships and heartache your entire life and still managed to be one of the sweetest, most caring and gentle souls i ever met. but all that pain is over now, heaven has nothing but happiness and peace to offer you.
i’ll miss you forever, but i’ll carry you with me always. literally, because every atom in me has little parts of you. i love art and reading and films and animals and gardening just like you did, because you’re at the core of my being.
emma, thank you for being my tiny but mighty grandma, thank you for loving me the way you did, thank you for every story, every laugh, every hug. i can’t wait for the day i get to hear your voice again, i wish we could’ve had more time together.
i love you, abue 🤍
