Dear Grandma,
I wish i can smell that homemade quesadilla you made for me.
I want to taste those good tortillas you made.
I want to hear that peace when you were here.
I want to hear that sound of chopping some food.
I remember that beautiful apron you used to weared when you needed to cook something.
I remember when you used to to call me tita and when i answered back called you Anita.
I would say that i miss you and that i love you. I think she would say that she misses me too.
I would want to remember when we cooked together and when you just to take me to the park this is how i would like to honor my grandma Anita.
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