You must have had a very special relationship and friendship with your grand ma, didn't you? She must have exerted quite an impression upon your soul, right? My grand dad was the same with me. I had made up a name for him and called him, "Kung Kung". I don't even know if those words actually exist, but it does mean something very special for me personally all these years. There is a strong spiritual connection between loved ones, those alive and those who have gone before us. The love that binds us to them, never really dies. They carry with them a part of you, and then leave a part of them in you when they go. Your granny is still alive and well, and she is in a dimension not perceptible to our human senses. Like my grand dad, I too feel he is watching over me ever since he left behind those whom he loved. I always feel his presence around me when I am in my quite moments. When life seems to be unmanageable, I sometimes call out to him to guide and to protect me...and help me. Strangely enough, I always come out of a long dark tunnel...and I never stayed in there for too long. Your granny is here with you and in you, sweet baby carrot. YOU WILL SEE HER AGAIN SOME DAY, I PROMISE.