"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

You died many years before I was even born. I have been blessed to know at least one set of grandparents but I wish that you and Papaw had lived long enough for me to know you. I at least had Papaw for a few years of my life even if I don’t really remember you. You didn’t even live long enough to become a grandmother. You never got to see your sons get married or meet any of your grandchildren. I never got to see your grandchildren graduate high school. You have missed so much. Dad says that you would have spoiled us grandkids rotten just Mom’s mom. I always wonder what our relationship would have been like. Hopefully, we would have been close. It’s really hard knowing that I will never have the chance to know you better until my time on this planet is over and I join you and the rest my loved one up in heaven. But at least you are in a better place now and that makes feel better even if you can’t be here. I want to hear stories about my dad and uncle when they were kids like my other grandmother tells about my mom and her brothers. I know some people never get to know any of their grandparents or even sometimes parents and I know that I am lucky to have the people that I do have in my life but I still wish every day that I could have met you. I just want you to know that you may be gone but you are not forgotten. You live on every day in the memory of your sons and your four grandchildren.