I miss you stroking my hair after dinner.
I miss your smile.
I miss your flower pillows.
I miss your voice.
I miss finding crayons and paper stashed in your bathroom closet.
I miss your cooking - really I do.
I miss your sweetness.
I miss you making me feel special and loved.
I miss your hugs.
I miss you calling and writing me telling me to write and call you more.
I should've done so.
And now I wish I could call you - your number still resides in my phone.
I'll never erase it.
Grammy, you are missed.
Love you always,