Grandmother

This was the saddest arrival in my home country I ever had to face it. Straight from the airport I went to the hospital as my dearest grandmother was dying. She only got sick the day before we landed. There is no words to describe how I felt holding her hand for one last time. A week later she passed away. On May the 1st she turned 84 on May the 15th at 16:55 her heart stopped beating. My heart will never heal from loosing her and not having her anymore in my life. However I am so grateful to have her for the past 36 years and for being able to have one last conversation with her just before she died. She was a wonderful hardworking woman and the best grandmother I could ever ask for. Rest in peace xxx