Anathema – one last goodbye (live)
Three years ago today, my grandmother passed away. She was not nice to me, but she was the only motherly figure in my life. I grieved for her and still do on occasion. I miss the talks we had in later life. While she made my childhood and adulthood miserable, she was a source of (often unneeded) advice when I had my own family.
We love who we love. And we miss who we miss. Emotions are not rational.