Hi my name is Kiera and I have a story to tell.
I was born on November 16,1989. I was first held by my grandmother, Aethena. My mom grew up with my grandmother. And now, I get to grow up with her. My grandmother and I were very close we baked together,studied together, explored together, laughed and cried together, and shares each of our days and lives together. In the year 2000, my mom died due to cancer. So all I had left was my grandmother. We became each others rock. We gave strength and encouragement to each other whenever we need it. We just know and feel without talking, when we needed each other. I thought she would never die but no...3 years after my mom died, Grandma decided to join her. she was only 87 years old. She was not only my grandma but a true best friend. But I guess, not on this Earth anymore, but more so in the soul... in my heart.. in my memories.. which will forever keep her alive. I remember what my mom would say "It is sometimes more painful to hold on than to let go."
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