In Loving Memory of
Elizabeth Anne (Budde) Duval

I just wanted to write a letter to Grandma Betsy to say goodbye and let her know how I feel. If anyone wants to add to this, please let me know and I will help you or do it for you.

Dear Grams,

Right now I really really miss you. I want you back, but I know that you are better off in Heaven. I wish that I could say everything I've ever wanted to say to you, but the words are lost in my tears for you. You were always there for me to make me laugh and smile. You brought so much joy to my life by just being you. I keep remembering the vacations we all used to take. Bunjee jumping Grandma!! Remember that? Those were great times. I wish that I could relive those time or have them back, but they are added to the memory book of my life. But they are definetly in the happy section of my book.

I get to have your Phantom of The Opera shirt. I love that shirt. I think that right now that is the best thing I could ever get. It really is a reflection of you and me. And they all say, oh well there never was there ever a cat so clever as Magical Mr. Mistoffeles. I want to listen to "Eva's Final Broadcast" on my Evita c.d. right now, but I don't know if I could handle it.

Remember when we used to talk theatre? Remember those ridiculous Gregorian Chants? Those were funny. Remember the "funny road?" I remember the last time we went on that road. It was me, you, Katie, Jake, and Sylvia. We got Flubs, as usual, and went to the funny road. I loved riding that road with you. Remember the Builtmore Estate? I still have that shirt. Remember that shirt you gave me that you had worn when mom told you she was pregnant with Biz? I still sleep in that.

You always said you wanted one of us to go into theatre and be happy there. Well, I am definitely going to continue to at least act while I'm in New York. I know that you wanted to come see me in New York, but you didn't make it long enough to do that. I do know that I will think of you everytime I enter a theatre or hear Andrew Lloyd Webber's music. I love you so much and I want to thank you for giving me the gift of theatre. I love theatre and I know you did too.

I keep thinking back to our conversation on Saturday. It's only been four days since we last talked, but it feels like forever ago. When Biz called yesterday and told me that you had passed away, I didn't want to believe it. You sounded so happy and so healthy Saturday. I still can't believe that you are gone. It seems like you are just on another vacation and will be back soon. I want you to come back, but I also want you to stay where you are be safe and happy.

We all really miss you, but we're dealing with it. I just wish that there was something I could say or do that would make you know how much I love you and how much I miss you. I'm going to end this letter right now, because I can't hardly see to type. Please just know that I love you.

Your little Thespian ~Meggorie~

Megan "Meggorie" Haven



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