I've never experienced this kind of loss before; the kind of loss where the person who molded and formed you in to the strong, independent and talented woman you are by being a leading example of strength in your life, by pushing you and believing in you beyond all doubts, is the one who is thanking you for being in their life in the end.
The kind of loss that leaves a void in your heart that no one else will ever fill. The kind of loss that is bittersweet because they are at peace with the successful life they've led, because they are not scared but you are -- so afraid of what life will be like without them, uncertain if you'll remember all their wise teachings and tentatively staring at the large footsteps they've left you to follow.
However I look forward to noticing the moments of sweet awe with you, Nana. Of experiecing your presence in the small details, in the blooming white rose outside the gate, in the cardinal that visits in the winter, in the brilliant artistic breakthroughs during a slump of creativity.
I love you more than anything in this world, Nana and I plan to keep growing, keep exploring and becoming the woman you always expected me to be. ♥️🌹