The Letter
With trembling hands, I opened the envelope.
Inside was a letter.
My Emily,
I lost your mother.
I couldn’t survive losing you too.
So I kept my distance and convinced myself it would make you stronger.
Tears rolled down my face. I continued reading.
I watched over you your entire life. Linda helped me. She kept my secrets because she loved both of us.
I paused, struggling to see through my tears.
Then came the sentence that broke me completely.
I wasn’t good at saying I love you.
So I built something that would take care of you long after I was gone.
For the first time in my life, I finally understood.
My grandmother had loved me.
She simply never knew how to show it.
