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You were like sand, sifting in and out of my fingers. The moment I thought I had you, I lost you. I lost life, because I lost your life. Itapos;s still hard to look back and say, "Yeah, sheapos;s been gone for 4 years."�I think itapos;s so hard to say it, because I donapos;t want to. I donapos;t want to except the fact that I donapos;t know you anymore, primarily because I donapos;t know myself.
I use art as an excuse, you know. When I begin to draw, or paint, I hide away. Iapos;m in my own world and out of this one. Itapos;s sad, I know, but itapos;s true. If it wasnapos;t for your death, I wouldnapos;t have discovered art in the first place. I suppose itapos;s the only thing that Iapos;m grateful for.

I had to learn to fend for myself. Live for myself. Grow for myself. You were my shelter I hide under, you were the words that gave me strength.

Without you, Iapos;m nothing anymore... Iapos;ll see you when I see you and Iapos;ll love you more.

You were the best Grandmother I could have ever asked for. I love you.
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