Memories

So on April 20, 2006 my grandma died from cancer. It was the worst day of my life. I just remember the moment my mom told me, I will just sit there and replay it in my mind. I was in the bathroom getting ready for school, and my mom walked in and told me the news. I just sat there. I went to school that day as well because I didn't know what else to do. That morning I had to go to school early because i had jazz band too. During school i remember I didn't tell anyone and i was just depressed all day long, and some of my teachers knew so they would mention it and I would just burst out in tears. She was amazing. She taught piano every day after school, and of course she was my piano teacher as well. It seems like ever since she passed away I never seem to play the piano anymore even though i have played for more like 10ish years. Family holidays are never the same either, and it doesn't help that my grandpa got remarried like a year later because he was so alone. Nothing seems to be the same when i go and visit. Church is never the same either because every single week she would play the organ and now my mom does, its just not the same. I will just think about all the things she it going to miss out on , not just my stuff but she has 10 grandchildren and the things they will all do as well. Like graduation and Weddings and just small simple things like watching us play sports or going to concerts of ours. This whole thing probably sounds super cheesy, but my grandma was practically my mom. I just need to express my emotions somehow so this is what I thought I could do.