Julian Schnabel portrait of Andy Warhol on black velvet
I miss you grandma. You should’ve seen Dad today he was very sad. So was Uncle Han and Auntie Susan … and Uncle Brian and Auntie Sunny and Mom and Nathan and Justin and David and Sarah and Bethany and Eddie and I was sad too. You were a very smart lady, my mother says. Dad misses you a lot. Auntie Susan says you were looking for him. You said you would wait for us, but it’s okay — I understand. Everyone’s agreed on having Grandpa reburied beside you. Auntie Sunny thinks you’d be lonely without him.
I’m sorry I never got to say goodbye to you or thank you for everything you’ve done. I remember you walking out to the drive way to say goodbye to us last summer. I didn’t think that would have been our farewell. You were so healthy and you could walk and you made us food back then. And now, year later, I’m sitting in the same bunk bed in the same house but when we leave — there will be no one to say goodbye too.
Thank you Grandma for — everything.