As I sat alone, reflecting on Grandma’s stories and the warmth she brought into our lives, a sudden realization hit me. Her absence was profound, yet in that moment, I felt an overwhelming sense of connection to her spirit. It was as if she was there, guiding me through this unexpected solitude.

When the family finally remembered and came back for me, an unexpected revelation awaited. Grandma, in her unmatched wisdom and love, had left her house to me in her will. It was a gesture of trust and intimacy, a gift wrapped in the bittersweet memories of our times together.