A Letter To my Grandma Who Transitioned 40 Years Ago

Dear 奶奶，

My whole life you were a hidden story in the background.
A memory not to be touched, somewhere hidden behind pain and grief.
Hidden behind a hardened heart, a painful back, and uncried sad eyes.

I wish I would have met you while you were still alive in your physical body.
Your life and death has left an unspeakable impact.
And now you are once again rebirthed through the memories and stories of the ones who loved you most.

40 years of unprocessed grief.

40 years of carrying a mountain.

A ray of light finally shines through the lonely agony of darkness.

May we all carry forward the lessons from the tragedy of your early loss.

May we open our wounded hearts again and let the healing begin.

May we grow closer together now that we discover we have never been alone.

May we transform the pain into something new and discover lightness, joy and laughter again.

Life is to be celebrated and fully lived.

Your life is an inspiration for living with generosity, beauty and grace.

Your death a reminder that we can always find love again even though we don’t know how.

The love for you continuous to grow into a love that we have for each other.

May your soul rest in peace.

阿弥陀佛