My Goddess

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My Goddess

Ever since I was little I can remember my nana and I having a special relationship. I know she loved my cousins and brothers with all of her heart and would do anything for them, but we had the kind of bond that they were envious of. She would never out right say that she loved me more, rather it was shown in the way she looked at me, spoiled me, or thought everything I did, even normal or stupid things, were brilliant. In her eyes I could do no wrong, and in my eyes she was an angel.
I gave her a birthday card one year that had two women on the front wearing bathing suits in a jungle. They had a sign that said “Home of the Jungle Gods” on it. When you opened it, it read,” Happy Birthday from one Goddess to Another.” From then on she referred to me as her Goddess; likewise she was mine. My nana was my friend, provider, and the greatest role model a girl could ask for. When she passed away a part of me went with her. Her death was unexpected and she passed before her time. Maybe she just left before I was ready to say goodbye.

I had been living in Boston that summer with some friends in order to take classes at Bentley College. I was returning home for the weekend to see my family and celebrate the Fourth of July with friends. A few days prior to my visit, my nana had contracted a case of pneumonia and was in the hospital. My plans were to stop by and see her on the way home so I could give her a card and some flowers. As I made my way down 95 south my phone rang and it was my dad. He knew of my plans and called to say that my nana had been taken for some tests and would be gone most of the afternoon. He suggested that I go home instead and go to see her tomorrow morning. I agreed and went home.
Upon returning home, I made myself a sandwich and sat down with my older brother to watch some TV. As I took my first bite the phone rang and my brother answered it. As the conversation grew...