My grandmother is one of the strongest people I have ever met. She had to go through hell and back hundreds of times, and now she has finally made it to heaven. Grandma, I hope you are happy and living without pain and struggle. I know you’re up there with Pops and Dessie, a rye and coke and the biggest movie collection you’ve ever seen. I know this is for the best but I can’t help feeling as if our family has lost such a huge piece of the puzzle, one of the pieces from the middle so that the picture doesn’t quite make sense anymore. You held people together, made everyone laugh and gave people so much strength and wisdom. I hope you know that. I hope you are looking down and reading this and know how much you will be missed. I hope I make you proud. I hope you watch over my Dad and protect him, as I know this loss will be hard on him, although he gets his strength from you so he will try not to show it. You lived life to the fullest and I know you were ready to let go, and so I will try to be happy for you even through the tears. We love you, we miss you.