Dear Grandma Rita,
I never got to meet you because you died when my mom was only six years old. I guess when I was younger I didn't really miss having a grandmother because I had Nana and Aunt Fran. There were times here and there when I wondered what my life would have been like if you were around. I actually probably wouldn't be around, because my moms life would be really different. But I would like the chance to get to meet you for a day and let you meet your great grandson and get to know a little more about you and the things you did while you were alive. Hopefully if there is a place beyond death, I will get to meet you one day. Until then, I will just have to believe you are watching over us with the rest of the family.
Love,
Victoria

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