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Dear Ginseng,
Since you took me in as a young girl when my parents couldn't, I greatly looked up to you. You taught me so much. You loved me so much as if we were blood related. I will forever be grateful for all you've done for me from childhood to adulthood. I know that everyone and everything must die at some point, but when I was with you, I kept forgetting that. 120 years and still running as if you were a teenager you said many times with a wide smile on your face. That face of pure joy will never be wiped from my memory and I'm happy about that. I remember when I told you about my interest in medication after watching you for so long. You took me under your wing faster than a tiger can run, haha. Reminds me of that time we met that one tiger lady. Despite your displeasure of her wanting to touch that beautiful red flower on your head, you two became great friends. Her stories were so interesting that they were perfect for a fantasy novel, eh grandpa? Or remember when we met the Lotus dragon for the first time? Sure I wanted to forget that time for a while, but now looking back upon it after you left us, I'm no longer mad because of what the dragon did, but I'm happy for the friends we met along the way. I'll be sure to invite all of them to your ceremony. There are so many memories I can write down that I would fill both sides of the paper and not have enough room for my final wishes. My memory has become stronger than ever with this recent event. I don't want to think of your passing as a tragedy, but as a message that it's time for me to move forwards in my life. I'll be sure to take good care of your plants while you're gone, especially Rooty. He misses you too. I see him looking everywhere in the house for you: under the bed, in the kitchen, near the cream roses in the backyard, and everywhere else. It's adorable and I wish you could see him again for one last kiss on the head. I'm sure they would burst into tears right now and it makes me tearful. I will never forget you grandpa. Not even when my time comes to leave Earthbread. I cross my heart that I will look for you once I start haunting the houses of Herbville. Until then, I will make medicine as if nothing happened until your funeral. I'm sure that's what you wanted, grandpa. I will miss you more than the likes of the group that followed us to the blue dragon. I will never forget the life lessons we learned together and the little things like the daily morning strolls through Herbvile and the scents of the flowers we picked together for the wish festival the one year we trusted our wishes to the dragon. I love you grandpa. I will stay strong for you always because weeping constantly over you will get in the way of every aspect of my life. I want to be stronger than you Ginseng. I swear to carry your heavy legacy on my frail shoulders.
From your adopted granddaughter,
Bellflower Cookie