Dear Asia, Letter From Grandpa
Dear Asia.
I was awakened in the middle of the night
with you on my mind. By the time the clock
struck 12:40 AM, the tears had already appeared.
Before I could wipe those wet-drops away, three
words gushed from the depths of my heart and lay
siege to my mind. I lay there for a good while until
I knew that this heartfelt emotion had to be recorded
and shared with you while it was fresh in my spirit.
Without any utterings from my lips, my heart was
clearly saying, "I'm sorry, Asia". I was feeling
your pain, a pain that must have evaded me 2 years
ago. Two years ago, I think that I was overwhelmed
with the pain I was feeling about losing my little
granddaughter. You were spreading your wings in
directions that terrified me.
I was sorry because I wasn't prepared to see you
through your growing pains. I think that I became
afraid of what I could no longer influence. Papa Girl
was the only you That I knew, and when I no longer saw her,
I became angry and weak, unable to see you through your
hard times that you considered to be your good times.
I felt shut out of your life, and I didn't know how
to keep knocking at the door of a grown-up young lady
who had a mind of her own. You were no longer the
Papa Girl whom I once knew and took to school for
12 years and more.
I'm sorry, Asia, for being weak when you needed me
to be strong enough, understanding enough, and flexible
enough to acquaint myself with the grown-up you. I'm sorry
for not being accepting and loving enough to let go.
Again, I'm sorry Asia. Please forgive me.
Grandpa.
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2023
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