My grandmother died on 17.06.2026. On the day of her funeral, i kept it personally. i saw her body and face, and it was very difficult for me to take it in. About 500 people came to the funeral, but i didnt care. I stood there and buried the earth, tears flowed from my eyes continuously and i couldnt hold it back, it was very bad and painful for me. My grandmother was the closest to anyone in this world, even closer than my own parents. I dont want to write about my parents, but i can say that my grandmother was the closest person to me. She always understood me, supported me, and raised me. No one understood me like she did. She spent all my childhood years with me, and she was the one who introduced me to the internet. When i came home after everything, i felt a void, and i walked around the house waiting to see or hear her... but it never happened. All her belongings were in the room, including paintings, perfumes, rooms, and food. But she wasnt there. Shes gone, and Im very sad.



I miss you..