

Today is the nine year anniversary of my grandmother's - Sister Ammu George - passing.
I called her Ammachy.
She was my second mother.
The one who raised me to be the spiritual woman I am today.
Words can't express the bond/connection we shared.
There are just too many stories to tell.
Maybe one day, I'll write a book about what an incredible woman she was.
But for now, I just want to acknowledge her.
I miss her.
It's an ache that I never thought I'd feel for someone.
I found this birthday card that I had given her, just a few days ago while I was rummaging through some things.
It's dated 3-5-01.
Exactly one month before she was diagnosed with terminal cancer.
And exactly six months before she passed away.
I miss you Ammachy.
And love you more than ever.

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