It’s 3am in Spain and I can’t even front like I was the best great grandson. It sucks that it takes moments like this for me to realize that I need to be better and cherish what time we have left. The last thing I remembered was FaceTiming you on Christmas. You haven’t spoken since the stroke but somehow you said my name ❤️. I love you sweet queen and thank you for raising me. May you Rest In Peace.