Dear Nana,

Even though you’ve been gone for years, it still feels like yesterday we were piecing together puzzles. There’s not a day that goes by where I don’t think of you. I think about you when I walk by the framed photos of you that are propped up throughout the house. They show just the way I remember, loving and kind. I can feel you with me when I see your old recipe book lying on the kitchen counter, its even written in your handwriting. Yesterday, my mom made one of your old pound cake recipes and as the scent of baked butter and sugar filled the house, it brought me back to thoughts of you. Even though you’ve been gone for years, its nice to feel that I still have pieces of you in my life that can bring you back to me in an instant.

You weren’t in my life for long but the time we spent together will stay with me forever. One of the things that I miss the most are the Sunday night dinners we used to have. Getting to share food and laughter with you every Sunday gave me something to look forward to every single week. Now, every Sunday feels somewhat bleak. You were someone that was such a large part of my life; someone who brought me constant happiness and joy. You were one of the best things to ever happen to me and for that, I’ll always be grateful. I love you Nana.

Forever and always,

Tess.