Mommy

My grandma, we called her Mommy.

She made the funniest jokes. Probably where my father got his humor. She'd respond to a serious question with a joke, and then she'd give us this adorable, knowing smile—halfway between a mischievous look and a giggle. And then she'd laugh, her smile opening wide.

She passed away this morning. And while that brings sadness, her presence forever lost, her cheerful disposition will remain in my mind. She always brought warmth and laughter to our visits, and that's how I'll remember her. Sweet, funny, happy.

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Mommy, I love you. I miss you. And I will forever hold you in my heart.