Today is the fourth anniversary of the passing of my beloved granddaughter, Emily, who would have been 30 now.

We each handle grief in our own way. No one can tell you how to feel, how to behave, how to deal with the loss. And no one can imagine the pain of that loss until they themselves have experienced it.

But each time I light a candle in memory of a departed family member, I recall the words of British-American poet W. H. Auden, who clearly spoke from his own experience.

If these lines sound familiar, you may have heard them, as I did for the first time, in the wonderful movie, “Four Weddings and a Funeral.” They were so perfect, I’ve never forgotten them.

Rest in peace, my angel.

Love,
Nana

4/10/26