I might be a writer, but words fail me when it comes to putting how I feel about my Nan into the parameters of a language. It's something I feel deep down inside me. Somewhere, where time, distance and age can never touch. She is safely in my heart forever more. I consider family in terms, not only of blood, but the love they have shared with me over the years. It's a short list, but my Nan was there at the top. It's no understatement that she meant the world to me, and will continue to shape the person I am as I pass that legacy to my child who never got the privilege to meet her. Nan, I will miss your voice, your smell, your warmth when I would give you a hug. I will miss your sausage rolls, your laugh, your bluntness that was always so spot on. I'll miss your calls to remember a birthday or anniversary. I'll miss every part of you, but will take comfort in the fact that I will carry you always as will all who knew and loved you.
I miss you already.
Your loving Grandson,
Ben
Ben Simkins
10th February 2011