What's weird is that Grandma is gone, and I will catch myself starting to ask my mom if she spoke to her on the phone. Or, I will see a Halloween card in the store and think that I need to buy one for her. It's just an automatic.
I think although people are gone, we continue living our lives, but we never forget them. It's almost as though a little piece is missing with each person who has passed.
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