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Writer's pictureEmily Craig

This Year Was Rough

Dear Nanny,


As this year comes to a close, I'm missing you more and more. If you were still here, I ould have sped across the river to you when my book was published yesterday. You would have been so excited and even more eager to read it. So maybe I am getting my early copy because of you and your impatient soul that I have too. We could never wait our turn, haha. But that's what made us fun. I miss that. I miss seeing your face light up when I talk to you about my books. I wish you were here to read my next ones and the many (I hope) that will come after those books. I wish more than anything that I could have kept you here a little longer. But, I know God was calling you home and there was nothing any of us could do to keep you down on Earth. You were always destined to be an angel in the sky and now you are - flying high for us all.


Next week is Christmas Week. Our first Christmas without you. I am going to miss seeing your eyes light up at your presents and everyone else's. I'm going to miss you hurrying everyone along so we can open presents. Only you. I'm going to miss you watching us all, your family. It won't be the same without you. But I'll save you a seat, I promise. You aren't forgotten, Nanny, and you never will be.


I have a lot of feelings about this year, but you know them all without me saying them. I'll leave it at that. I miss you so much, best friend.


Until Next Time,


Em

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