The Great Loss

**On the 19th of November I lost my Grandmother. Who was much more than that. She was a friend, a mother, a fighter, a comedian, a bingo champion, a shoulder, she was everything. I never expected this to happen. She was the grandmother that wasnt frail. She could talk to you for hours and make you laugh until your belly hurt. She was my "ma". Thats what everyone called her. Even my friends called her ma. She lived on the same street her whole life and when I walk down that street thats all I smell. "ma"