drafting a love letter to my grandmother part 2

hi grandma.

i hate that feeling when

you have a pit in your stomach

and the world is staring at you

extremely intently

because you just made a

small –– but significant –– mistake.

i’ve been feeling this way a lot lately.

you know this, but

i forgot to wish you a happy birthday.

it’s funny interesting since

i overheard my dad calling you to wish you

a happy birthday,

and i wondered to myself if i should join in

or pretend i didn’t hear.

i didn’t say anything at all.

is that what our relationship is like?

sometimes, i don’t know whether