True we don’t realise the value of a moment until it turns into a memory.One sunny afternoon, I received a devastating news that my beloved grandmother, whom i affectionately called Nani, had passed away in her sleep. I was heartbroken and missed Nani deeply. I found solace in the memories we created together and the stories Nani told me

In her grief, i longed to communicate with Nani once more. I wanted to tell her how much i loved and missed her, and how much i wish she was still there to share my joys and sorrows. But how could I reach her , who was now in heaven?

I’ve determined to find a way. I’ve gathered my art supplies and sat down at my desk, determined to write a letter to heaven. With each stroke of my pen, i poured my heart onto the paper, sharing my deepest thoughts and feelings.

“Dear Nani,” i began, my hand trembling with emotion. “I hope you are doing well in heaven. I miss you more than words can express. The world feels a little emptier without you here. I wish I could hug you one more time and tell you how much I love you.” I continued to write, sharing stories of my daily life, my dreams, and my aspirations. I described the beauty of the blooming flowers in Nani’s garden, which now I take care of in her memory. I asked for guidance and strength, knowing that Nani was watching over me.

After finishing my letter, i folded it carefully and placed it in an envelope and kissed it gently before tucking it under the pillow, hoping that somehow my message would reach my beloved grandmother.That night, as i lay in my bed, i couldn’t sleep. I stared up at the ceiling, searching for answers in the twinkling stars. Suddenly, a soft breeze swept through my room, and a warm, comforting presence filled the air. I felt a sense of peace wash over me.

In the midst of the stillness, a single, radiant star shone brighter than the rest. It seemed to dance and twinkle, as if it acknowledged my letter. Overwhelming with joy, i  whispered, “Thank you, Nani.”From that day forward, i found comfort in knowing that my love for Nani transcended the boundaries of life and death. I continued to write letters to heaven, sharing my hopes and dreams, knowing that my messages would be carried by the wind and the stars, reaching  Nani’s loving spirit.