"More than a stunning debut. It is the announcement of a bold new literary voice"
—Stephen Chbosky, author of The Perks of Being a Wallflower

It has been many years since you have passed. I always am thinking of you but more recently you have really been in my mind some more. Papaw’s dementia is getting worse and I can see how it is causing my dad to stress. I know you really can’t do anything about it but I wanted to tell you about that. I had a lemonade the other day at Skyline and it made me think of you. It was not sad thoughts though. I enjoyed that glass of lemonade. I thought about how lucky I was to have someone like you in my life the years I did. You were my number one supporter in everything I did. I loved it when you and papaw would try to come and see me play basketball when I was younger. Of course, you would say I did amazing even if I thought I played horrible. I think about you when I see the beach. Countless shells all-around your house before you passed away. I remember holding this big shell up to my ear and listening to the ocean. You made me love the beach even when I had vague memories of the beach itself. I miss the good vibes you brought everywhere that you went. You were always so positive and your smile could make someone’s day. I hope one day when I am grandparent that I can be as good of one as you were to me and all of your other grandchildren. All of us love and miss you so much.