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I'm sure Granny always knew more than she let on, but unlike mother she never said "I told you so," or tried to belittle the intensity of my feelings. Being that one step removed I guess she could see me more clearly as a person rather than a problem creating dependant. She always understood the significance of things, why hurtful comments hurt and why slights from other teens could wound so much. She was that listening ear, the one who would wrap me in her love just with her soft face and kind words. She was my number one supporter, my angel and my hero. If I grow to be half as good as her I will be proud. Everyone needs a granny like mine, a never depleting repository of love and good feeling combined with a lifetime of experience.

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“Charlie, I can't heal you, but I can help you to heal yourself. My love is like a meadow, a quiet place to reflect. In the stillness, you can let the tornado that is your pain slow down, perhaps stop. It is in these times you can begin to take steps forwards, to learn that life is okay. People do care, but we heal from within if it's to last. That skitter-skatter mind of yours is looking for solutions, a way to live in peace and thrive. It is the reason for your lack of focus. Your mind is powerful and it will devote itself to finding a way forward that works for you. The quieter I am, with the truest love for you, the faster you will grow strong. I know it hurts, babe. I know. Try to listen to music, move, walk, paint, enjoy sunshine and birds... cut out negative media... and know I'm always loving you so very much.”