I visit my great grandmas grave every summer when I go to my GRANMDAS (not great)'s house for the summer. She loved knitting us things and stuffed animals I'll never forget her. I felt like I was her favorite. I always gave her hugs and said bye to her. But one day I never got to and she passed away from lung cancer and brain disease in the very bed I lay in when I go to my grandmas house. I miss her and I hope shes doing good in that "better place"