Lost love is still love. 

It takes a different form, that's all. 

You can't see their smile or bring them food 

or tousle their hair 

or move them around a dance floor. 

But when those senses weaken another heightens. 

Memory

Memory becomes your partner. 

You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it.

-Mitch Albom-

Have you ever lost someone you love and wanted one more conversation, 

one more chance to make up for the time when you thought they would be here forever? 

If so, then you know you can go your whole life collecting days, 

and none will outweigh the one you wish you had back.

You're never truly gone, grandma.

You'll always be inside my heart.

R.I.P