I talk to my Grandma. I even dreamed about her last night...she was so happy, making jokes and playing cards - just the way she'd want it. It doesn't make the pain of her being gone go away though. I know she is in a better place. I just want to keep in touch with her sometimes, let her know that I love her and miss her. Things like that. It's comforting, I doubt I'll ever stop doing it.