Life

Well I just found out the news today that my maternal grandmother has died. She died a week ago and she is already buried in Nicaragua. I don't understand why it hurts so much when I never got the chance to meet her. Maybe I knew her and felt her somehow but I think it might be that I just feel terrible for my mom. My mom never got to say her goodbye to her mother and that just breaks my heart. I have this eerie feeling that my grandmother has been around us trying to let us know that she is okay. Lately, the lights have been flickering, turning on and off when that has never happened before in this house. Maybe its her way saying nice to meet you. I hope my grandmother led a great life with all her kids and grandchildren surrounding her. I heard that she might have died from a bad heart which I take as her having tremendous amounts of love to offer. I know that if I would have met her I would have received a lot of that unconditional love. I wish I could have met you but we will meet one day but for now rest in peace grandmother.