I had a Grandma that I spent alot of time with... She even lived just one street over and I was always there. She died of Congestive Heart Failure when I was 19.
I'm 50 now and I still miss her and she is still in my heart. You don't ever really get OVER a loss of someone so special, but Time can roll them up inSIDE your heart and they stay there very comfortably until you do see them again.
Also, my Grandma Ruth is my Guardian Angel.
Not everyone believes in them, but she's there for me even if I can't reach out and hug her...
You're not alone - ever. Those we love are out there cheering us on in life.
My Dad has joined my Grandma now, I miss their hugs but I never ever doubt that the love we shared is still there.