If you were here, would I have felt so lonely?
I could have poured my heart out—all my worries, troubles and apprehensions.
I would have discussed my anxiety.
You would have listened to me without any prejudice.
Then, at the end of it all, you would have smiled and told me it would be alright.
That’s all I would have needed to lift myself. Continue reading Dear Grandma, I still miss you.