I recently lost someone who had loved me very much, she had loved me the first time she had laid eyes on me, touched me and kissed me. From the moments that I had taken my first breath of air, to the moment she took her last.
I was very sadden when I was given the news that she had past away. Although I was not given the chance to have her in my life as much as I wanted to. But nothing could have changed the bond we had. Many people would not understand, the way I feel about her, the way my brother and my sister feels about her. I had only met twice in my life, the day I was born and when I was 24. Nothing had lit up my eyes, like the moments I saw her see me for the first time in nearly 24 years. The love that she had for me in her eyes, the way she gripped me as she hugged me and never wanted to let go. My most fondest memories in my life were within the short month I was with her. Some say it was a miracle that she was able to walk and travel around, after being bedridden for a long while. What the power of love could do for someone. Leaving her was one of the hardest things I had ever had to do. I had promised I would come back, and I regret that I had broken that promise, since I was unable to come back before she had passed on. I love you Grandmother very much, and I am sorry I broke my promise. I am sorry….