Nana,
God, mommy showed this site to me about a month ago n it’s taken me this long to write something bc I don’t know where to begin. As a little girl, Nana was hard on me, n I used to think “man she must hate me”, I was too young to understand that you were hard on me BECAUSE you love me. You were showing me the ways of a woman, how to cook, clean, do laundry, everything. Everything I know today, is bc of you. I can remember I Lost my first tooth bc I watched u move ur teeth n when I tried to do it, my tooth came right out, and when I told you about it, crying hysterically, you laughed so hard, you almost Peed your pants and you said “honey, my teeth are fake,yours aren’t supposed to move!” Haha! Emotionally, you made me feel safer than I had ever felt, or have since. I can remember when there would be a thunderstorm, Dawn and I would be petrified, and as soon as we heard thunder, we RAN to Nana’s room. When her door opened n she’d see us, all she had to do was pat the bed n that was our cue to jump in this twin size bed with our Nana, dawn in the front of her, me behind her. And she’d have one arm wrapped around Dawn, n the other hand she used to rub my leg n she’d comfort us until the storm passed or we fell out. She’d be squished in her little twin size bed with her, my big butt, n Dawn, n wouldn’t move a muscle for fear of waking us if we had fallen asleep n wouldn’t complain ever. Same if my parents would argue, we’d run in crying n she’d say “shh sh sh, it’s gunna be just fine, Nanas here” n that’s all it took. Because if my Nana said it’s gunna be ok, then I kno it’s gunna be alright. I’m 33 years old, n just want my Nana to tell me, it’s gunna be ok. About a year before Nana went to the nursing home, we were sitting at the table one morning, havin coffee, and she was telling me stories that I’d heard 10000 times before, but she told it like it just happened, n I listened like I’d never heard it before, so at the end I said “Nana, I wish I could record you telling your stories to play it back to you when you can’t remember anymore”, n she said “i know honey but you cant think about that now, I’m fine”. So I said, “well actually, you wanna record some videos with me for everyone? You can sing Happy Birthday to each family member n I’ll save them until the first year when ur gone n it’ll be nice for everyone to have that special happy birthday from u, bc that’ll be one thing I’m gunna miss. Nobody sings it the way u do nan” n she was so excited to do it. So we recorded her singing happy birthday n a personal message to each and every person she loved. We did about 45-50 videos. She made a video for me to play for the family at the first Christmas after she passed, just basically saying that as a family we need to be there for each other during this time and to always stick together. Unfortunately, all of those videos are on an iCloud account that I am locked out of but still trying to get into. I know she would tell me to stop stressing about it, but knowing that I have something so special to give to my grieving family, but can’t show them, is killing me. If there’s one thing I miss the most, it is her ability to make any problem, complicated or not, seem like it’s no big deal. I told myself that the day you left this planet, would be the day I relapsed. There was no way id be able to stay sober when you died. Looking back now, I was making your death an excuse to use, but at the time I just felt like I wasn’t gunna live thru your death, without numbing the pain. Then that horrible day came, you left me, my idol, my best friend, my teacher, was gone. Just like that. The solution to all of my problems, the shoulder I cried countless tears on, the foundation of which I built my world on, the matriarch of this family, was never coming back. I was completely shattered. What am I going to do without you? I had no idea, still don’t. I did know what I wasn’t gunna do, I wasn’t gunna get high. I was beyond devastated, but I knew that she would be so Incredibly disappointed if I used her death as an excuse to get high. So I didn’t. But I knew that I was never gonna be the same. I don’t have regrets, because as much as you helped me as a kid, I tried tobe there for you as an adult. I saw you through both of your knee surgeries, the accidents, the falls, the sicknesses, and finally Alzheimer’s and dementia. I would gladly give my life, if it meant that my boys, and all our kids,could experience your love, or that this family could be whole again, but above it all, id give my life if it meant that my mother could have her best friend again. Nana, you will always be the brightest light that’s ever shined, n my world is a hell of a lot darker without you in it.
~I Love You to Infinity & Beyond ~
Love Always & Forever,
Nicol