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R.I.P Grandma

My Grandma and I when I was still a babyOn the 10th of September 2008 my paternal grandmother Susan Gotora passed on at twelve midnight...The amazing thing is about 3 or 4 hours before I had been praying and crying out to God that He fulfill the prophetic words that I'd hate no one and and love everyman woulcd come to pass because I still had bitterness towards certain people and one of those people was my grandmother.. I am at peace because by the time my grandmother passed away about 4 hours after my prayers and tears I had released her and forgiven her but still I wish I had gotten a chance to talk to her and hear her out
R.I.P Gran. I am sorry I never gave you a chance to explain things and I am sorry I wouldn't come and see you when you asked me to, when you asked me then I was not yet ready to see you but now I had arrived at a place where I wanted us to talk. However I had forgiven you for not coming to visit my mum on her deathbed and for not acknowledging my mum even after she looked after your son (my dad) when he became bankrupt, I had forgiven you for all the things you did and said that hurt me and my brother and our late mother.I had released you Ambuya and was planning to visit you this December..Fambai Zvakanaka ambuya. You gave life to my dad and raised him to be the great man that he was, I honour you for that and want you to know that I did love you.You were my flesh and blood. I know you are in a better place and are happily reunited with your favourite son (my dad)

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