Hi Grandma.
I want you to know that I did not, and that I am not grieving after you decided to remain in slumber. Mom told me that the last time she saw you, you told her how tired you are. I can't imagine how tired you must have been, but I can believe it.
The things you must have seen and experienced in your 93 years of living, after numerous children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren and so forth that you looked over as one of our family tree's deepest roots. Even when Grandpa took his rest you remained with us. Oh how much you must have missed the love of your life in the proceeding days, the strength and fortitude you must have had to muster in the decades to stay with us so that my generation and those that came after would know the living history that begotten us all.
You deserve your rest. You have spent your whole life enduring enough for us, and so I cannot mourn that which you have rightfully earned.
But I do want to thank you, with all of my heart, for staying long enough for me to see my own daughter lay her eyes upon you, for her to have felt your touch, to have heard your voice and laughter sharing one afternoon together. I don't know if you would have remembered that, or if my daughter will remember it, but I want you to know that I will never forget it. I want you to know that I am eternally grateful that you have allowed me to have the memory of seeing where I came from, come face to face with where my future lies.
Thank you for enduring long enough to let me have this.
"Tarat"
