My grandmother

This is my maternal grandmother. I remember spending a lot of time at my grandmother’s house when I was younger. She showers me with affection and love. I remember her warm embrace when I needed it the most. Till today, whenever I am feeling down, I go back to the moment of burrowing my face in her bosom and crying my heart out. That memory gives me so much comfort. She will always be my guardian angel.

Losing someone or a pet you love dearly causes immense pain. It makes you ask question on what you could have done differently. The self-guilt drags you down. The image keeps playing on your mind. You wish to rewind and replay the past. What stays is only the memory, enough to give comfort to the longing soul.

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