My Father’s Mother
The second time I lost my dad.
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5 min readAug 19, 2021
“I love you,” my grandmother said to me on her deathbed.
A list of the possible answers that went through my head:
- OK.
- Thanks (?).
- I love you, too.
“Oh, grandma,” I managed as I ran my fingers over her bruised forearm, her dried up veins. It occurred to…