Last week I lost my biggest fan– the one person who knew me best and loved me most. On Tuesday, April 23, at the age of 99, my Nana passed away.

She and I had a special relationship– In 1971 she lost a daughter and I lost a mother.  For 41 years we have been trying to fill the void left by that loss in each others lives.  She was always — just there.  And now she’s not.

I have to try to take comfort in the fact that she is with my Mom again and they are both finally happy now. But I am sad for me, the motherless daughter left behind.  Nana had a long life filled with many happy moments– in the end she left nothing on the table. Ninety nine years is truly a life well lived. I am happy that she is finally at peace with all her peeps in heaven.  I like to think they were holding off on the macaroni and wondering what took her so long to get there.

Life is short– in this crazy world everyone is always so busy running around–sometimes too busy to make a phone call just to say “I love you”.  If your Nana is still around, pick up the phone right now and call her; make her day, tell her you love her, take five minutes to listen to her stories–I know she is waiting to hear from you.  Someday, when you least expect it you won’t be able to reach her by phone.