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The flickering light of a Legend

  It's not like I woke up one day and decided to be a magical half of the "Dynamic Duo." It isn't like my grandmother picked me out of the grand kid line-up and said, "Yup, you'll do. I think you can be my partner." It wasn't like that. It just happened. And even though there is a cape with a large DD in hot glue and plastic beads hanging in her bedroom, she wasn't a superhero. Gram was Gram. She wasn't flawless, and sometimes her flaws were quite blatant. But she was mine.
  So what do you say about someone you have spent your whole life loving? What do you say about someone who was truly a constant. So much, that blinking made her appear. The last few days, I have been trying to think of what exactly my grandmother meant to me and tie that up in a sweet little package. Screw that. There is no little sweet package in which you can shove a legend. She was too big and too important. She had changed the world.
  In a few days, people will gather and remember her as they do. She was adamant about a "celebration" of her life and not a funeral. But we don't gather together to talk about someone when they die to make the dead proud; we do it for ourselves. It's our remembrance. It's a moment when we can talk about the change Gram, the legend, created, executed, and embraced in us. Huh, I suppose maybe she was right. That does sound pretty celebratory.
  Her radiant light shined for so long, she became tired. Her body was tired. Her Maker missed her. Her light began to flicker. We clung to her. We demanded her attention. Her Lover wanted to romance her. We wished to impede on His demand. Her light went out. We weep. She, the legend, intertwines finally with her Father. We breathe the finality of the legend. We carry the torch of the legend.
  Gram,
     You gave your everything. You're the better half of the greatest duo this world had ever known. I'm gonna hang up my cape now, as you have hung up yours. One day we will fly again...unimpeded and unquestioned. I love you. I love you. I love you.
        - your Aloe (remaining 1/2 of the DD)

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