I will never forget you

My granny (mam's mam) gave me this picture - if that's the right name for it - I think she gave it to me at first communion time. She was a very Catholic woman, she went to mass every day. She had great faith and no doubt was shocked by her grand-daughter's inability to say the Angelus or the Rosary or even the Lord's Prayer (though I did know it in Irish and remember teaching it to myself in English as I lay in the spare bed next to her one night).
I always think of Mamó Má Nuad at Easter time especially. She always provided us with yellow paper napkins for the dinner table!
I miss her, and would love to have her around now to talk to her about my doubts and my efforts at all this finding God business. She very much tried to help me in this way and, perhaps as a last ditch attempt, would remind me that I always had a guardian angel with me - they would mind me and look out for me and I could ask them to help me. I think she told me to name my guardian angel because I remember trying out different names but don't recall if I decided on one.
My granny was an extremely intelligent woman but I wonder now if she explored other faiths. I don't think she blindly followed Catholicism, I am sure she questioned it and yet it must have provided her with the answers she required.
I don't really like displaying pictures and objects - the little thing shown here hangs in my room in my parents house, I haven't brought it with me. I don't have pictures of friends or family adorning my walls. I think this can be showmanship and that it's more important to hold these things in one's heart and not display them to others where they could be misunderstood. And so I think I've decided not to post a picture of Mamó here.