katherine

dear katherine,
i had nearly twenty years to read your eyes, but i never got it right. you accepted life however it came…you were stubborn in your own way, i suppose, but for the most part you lived the lakeside life. i would have liked to have known you then, when your words were less a grandmother’s and more an athlete’s. i would have liked to have seen you calculate the prices of apples and oranges and lock up the doors at night. most of all, i would have liked to have seen you embrace the man i never met.
but i’m glad i saw the you i saw. i’m glad i held your hand last week, and i’m glad my mom wrote me letters about you. i’m glad we made buscuits, copied recipes, and played cards. and most of all, i’m glad you loved my dad…because he loved you. he loved you and we loved him. and we loved you. we love you. we will love you.
i pray. i pray for the others that i don’t understand. i pray not for my understanding but for their comfort. make me compassionate. selfless. dear katherine. i will miss you.
thank you for nearly twenty years.
love anna