My Families Anchor.My grandma was the anchor that kept our family together, and when she died my whole family seemed to splinter into different parts.
There was my uncle brian and his family that seemed to be the only functional part of the family, then there was uncle peters side, which was an absolute disaster, and then there was my mums side, which comprised of me, her and her boyfriend.
We didnt really see much of each other after her death, and its never really felt like much of a family since. I dont even know half my cousins names... heck, i dont even know my brothers name lol
I wasnt much of a grandson to her in those last few years, i had become something of a problem child and i still carry memories of how poorly i treated her at times.
I hope she knows how much she meant to me and how much her death affected me.
Id like to think she checks in on me from time to time.