Growing up my grandma was all sort of inspirations. Her energy, smile, her stories, her presence shaped a big part of my life. I shared my whole life with her. I was never shy about who I was or who I wanted to be. I was always me not only because I felt safe, but because I felt loved.
She laughed at my crazy stories and endless tears for boys. She understood the difficult times I passed with the divorce of my parents. She liked my dreams and helped me to believe more in my ideas. She really knew me.
Today is her birthday!
I surely miss her with all my heart. I feel blessed I shared my life with her and she with me. I can’t tell how many times she told me about her story when she fell in love with my abuelo. Even in those times when I thought “there she goes again with the same story” I felt lucky to witness her face every time she talked about love. She was a great mother, hardworking woman and loving grandmother. She was such an amazing person.
She encouraged me to write more, to believe in myself, to stay positive, to enjoy life, to have many friends, to dance, to laugh at my problems and especially to know myself more.
Almost every day I think of her. I miss her laugh, her jokes and her advice. I miss visiting her weekly, calling her every week when I moved abroad and the letters we sent each other. It’s really hard sometimes not having her. I learned to live the life she taught me: live fully, be a better person to myself and to others; and to cherish life.
Grandma, I will make you proud. I will keep fighting for my dreams! You weren’t only my family, you were my friend. Thanks for always believing in me.
Love, love, love
