(i love this idea!)

i called my grandma 'na-na'. that was just what i called her from the time i was small, and it just stuck. anyway, i liked to stay the night at her house a lot and she always liked to have me there. she'd make pizza and i'd watch cartoons and sometimes we'd walk to the store, nothing fancy, but it was always a good time. not long before she died, she got out a photo album and we looked at pictures together - this was the first and last time that happened. no one suspected she'd die only months later.

i miss you na-na.