09/11/2026
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It's hard to believe you're gone, I can already hear you saying "don't cry my baby, it's ok"
Grandma didn’t just tell me she loved me—she showed me, over and over again, in all the ordinary ways that ended up meaning everything.
She cooked for me, packed my lunches. Cleaned, made sure I was fed, looked after me and made sure I had what I needed.
She stepped into so many of the places in my life where someone else should have been
And I think that is part of why her love felt so powerful to me
I had known a love that felt cold, distant, inconsistent, or simply not there.
Grandma’s love was the complete opposite
Her love was warm, like the old country style breakfasts she would make us.
It was relentless
She didn’t disappear or abandon me when I was difficult, struggling, lost, or making mistakes.
She didn’t make me earn it.
She didn’t hold it over my head.
She just kept loving me
Looking back now, I realize that so many of the things I once thought were just “Grandma being Grandma”—the meals, the clean clothes, the stocked pantry, the checking in, the worrying, the constant care—were her way of telling me every single day:
“You matter. You’re worth taking care of. You ARE loved!”
And she never stopped showing me that
Best advice anytime I was sad, after listening to me she would hum and ha then finally say:
"Well...do whatever makes you happy"
I love you Grandma,
Forever & Always
your baby
Garin
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September 10 2026
Rose Adekat
March 24 1925
