My dear grandma. 

It was so suddenly, a choc, an irremediable sadness, who hurted my feelings that day.

My heart, poor thing, was beating like a crushing ball who was asking to go on, a fire who burn and robe the rest.
In each second passing without your company, a weight, an indistinct thing was covering all my little space, like a tranching knife.

It was that feeling, who was holding company to us, a masterpiece, who was crumbling with it a heavy secret.
I involontarly understood that you were about to cry.

In that moment, i felt losing something, my tears were locked in my soul, refusing to resurface.
I know, we are so close, you and me, the difference of age don't import, we are sisters of soul, we are so ressembling to each other, that's why all will pass, i hope for that, you won't die before we will meet again, like you were saying all the time, it's all in the hands of God.
I'm sure, that i will miss you, and you will miss me like never i missed someone.
But i will see you, again, another time.
Be proud of you, don't less your time for crying, we all love you 'til death and you know that, it won't be a tragedy, don't let that be, because in two years, three or a little bit more, i hope i will see you again.
     
Your little daugher, who loves you more than anything.