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Wherever You Are Nana Is There

My guys will never know the feeling of going to a cemetery to visit their Nana, instead, they get the beach. 

In fact, I don't want them to think they have to go to one particular place to visit with her or talk to her.

I want them to know that Nana is always right here, wherever right here is to them.
You see I want them to understand that no matter where Nana's ashes were spread her soul is free and flying high in Heaven.

I don't want them to feel like they must visit her in one place. Although having a place to visit her is definitely lovely but it's not truly where she resides.

I want them to know she's there at the breakfast table with us, she's there for all their special events and big memories, Nana and her memory are always right here, all we have to do is talk about her and then she's there.

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