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Dear Nana, 

“The moment I wake up before I put on my makeup, I say a little prayer for you.” My nana, you sang this song to me for as long as I could remember but now, this is my prayer to you. 

You were my first teacher. Nana school was the place I fell in love with learning and writing but I never thought I would be here writing you a farewell. My fondest and earliest memories were shared with you. You were more than my grandma, you were the light that saved me from the darkness. You were the warm sun on a cold winter’s day. The little moments we shared are what created a bond so beautifully unique. There are millions of words in the world but none of them quite encapture the meaning you hold in my life and all of the memories we shared with one another.

You were my first friend. We used to talk and gossip for hours. We used to sit on your front porch and people watch. We used to lay in a comfortable and loving silence. We used to read and share our books with each other. We used to cook, bake and drink together. I shared my first legal drink with you on my 21st birthday and you made sure to leave me the last sip. For 24 years, we loved each other unconditionally. Thank you for teaching me what it means to love someone whole heartedly with no remorse. Thank you for always being present because that is all I could have ever asked for. From school events, to sporting and band events to my college move in days and everything in between, you were always there without a doubt. Even on my worst days, you were there to catch me before I fell. 

And when Mikey was born, we had a new partner in crime. The relationship that you two had together was written in the stars. You two played out in the backyard for hours at a time because time didn’t exist when we were with you. You two disagreed more times than I could count and both of y’all needed to have the very last word. Having the opportunity to witness the bond you two shared was remarkable to say the very least. 

Everything I do, I will continue to do for you. Part of who I am is because of you. You were our living angel and now, you are our angel in the sky. For now, this is my farewell to you but this is not the end. Your memory will live endlessly within me. Your essence will live on in the May flowers brought to us by April showers. Your beauty will reside in the night sky and your love will exist deep within all of our hearts. I know we will meet again someday but this is goodbye for now. I will love you until forever falls apart. 

With love,

Your deser leser

Desiree Lama

Desiree Lama is a 20-something-year-old PhD student living in Austin, Texas. Since a young age, she has found a safe haven in writing because her grandma fostered her love for words and learning.