Dear Grandma,

How are you?
It's been a long time, and I'd like to know if you Still remember My Name?
Or Have I not visited enough for you to even recognize my face?
You grow weaker each day as I grow Stronger,
I am a child, and you are an Old Woman.

Do you ever thing you'll make Angel cake again? I haven't had it in forever.
Do you think you'll ever go home again?
Do you know my name?
Have I done something wrong?
What did you call me?

That's Not My Name!
You don't remember?
No, That's my Mother's name!
No, this isn't home!
You don't even know what Angel Cake is?

I adore you, I have since I was Little.
But if you continue this, I might have a little toil.
I love you, I do. But how am I supposed to love someone who doesn't even know me?
Have I done something wrong, mother?

I have never heard someone scream as much as the day you left.
I could not think, I could not see.
I was a mess, and you left me that way.
But I guess you left me long before, you left me when I was six.

A Six year old who was used to being called by her mother's name, and her great aunt's.
A child who didn't under stand. A child who was so lost she was swept in an interlude of pain.
A child whom was sitting on the floor with a slice of cake, and a spoon of Whipped-Cream.
A Child whom was afraid, because you screamed at her to leave.
I was a child, and you left me alone in this world!
I Didn't Even Register You Were Gone Until I was Holding Your Cold Hand.

I didn't ask to be left alone!
I Didn't ask for your pity, and I didn't ask for your Death either,

Why does everyone think it's my fault? No one smiles at me as I grow older. Uncle Paul burst into tears the last time he saw me, and I can't see why.

I miss you, and I do love you.

Your Great Grandaughter,

S. D. R.