Writing Prompt---Describe losing somebody or something that you cared about very much.

At the young age of 6, i lost my only grandmother because the other grandmother had died four months prior to my birth. But being around the grandmother that I did know of bought such joy. The smell of her good fried chicken and mashed potatoes still lingers in my nose but the taste is absent. I would come home after shcool and tell grandma about what happened in my class that day, and she would just sit and listen to all of the stories that I would tell. Every time she would be in "aw" because I remember her telling me I would be an English teacher one day just like my aunt because I used words and phrases that a 6 year old wouldn't use or know how to spell. That's becasue I had older parents and I would always listen to their conversations even wen they told me to stay in a child's place. YEAH RIGHT! I was born in the "known" like my grandmother and mother always told me. I believe it...lol.
But do I remember a lot about my grandma. W enever fought nor argued. I hated that i couldn't bring my grandmother back. Her laying in that white and gold casket was the most terrible scene I'd ever seen in my life. I still remember my grandmother and I just wish I had the power and strength to bring back Mrs. Magnolia Cole Perry Winston to life...Love you, G-Mama!