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Growing up, I used to dread writing. I had no words to describe my feelings. Now it is the most powerful tool I have to express myself.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

A Late Letter


Dear Grandma,

You left us a year ago today. We were never close. You didn’t exactly let anyone get too close. You really never pampered me or hugged me out of love. You had this impenetrable wall around you. You suffered much in life, it made you bitter, but you welled it all in. I never understood you.

The past one year has been much too overwhelming. But oddly enough I finally get why you were the way you were. And I respect you, your defiance, your resolve, and your courage.

I have possibly never thought much about you when you were around but I can’t help but think about you now that you aren’t here. I wish I could have known you better. I wish you would have shared more of yourself with me. I wish you could be happier.

And for the first time, I miss you.

May God be kind to you and us all. Bless you.

Love,
A Grandchild

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