Yesterday, my Nan died unexpectedly.
She was the sharpest, brightest, loveliest lady.
Her stories inspired me to write and she was my biggest fan, taking my books to her community group every week.
Her hugs and smiles brightened my days.
And she adored her great grandchildren.
The last words we said to each other were:
"I love you," and I responded with "I love you too."
I'm holding those words deep in my heart, along with the precious memories I have.
I loved my Nan very much and the emptiness is palpable.
The impulse to pick up the phone and chat with her is so strong, I've had to stop myself several times.
I'll love you forever.