My Grandma (Helen, whom was called Nell) passed away on Monday December 17th. She was 87 years old. She and my Grandfather have been married for 65 years. Today was her Funeral. I was fine until the moment the bagpipes started to play. You see this was all Grandma said she wanted at her funeral. They were a beautiful tribute to her Scottish heritage. She was a good storyteller and had a great laugh. I will miss these the most about her. She was grandma whom I have many fond memories to look back on.
I hope that someday very soon she will have her wings to fly high above and guard those who love her, with peace, so that they may journey on in this thing we call life with sorrow evolving back into happiness and may the memories of her shine on.
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