I was Grandma's favorite. She didn't really mean to have a favorite and I know that she loved my sister but it was just kind of known that I had a special bond with my Grandma. She would always call me her Leto.
But it was her husband... my grandpa... my father's father... that molested me and changed my life forever.
For some reason I never blamed her. I needed her and loved her so much and I still do to this day.
I was 4 when my Grandfather died. I don't remember much. But for some reason I blamed... blame... my mom for not protecting me. Probably because I didn't feel safe with my mom. She always made me feel "less than"
My Grandma made me feel special. She made we feel safe.
I wish my Grandma was here now. "How's my Leto" I love you Grandma. I wish I could kiss your soft cheek. I wish we could just sit and talk or watch TV. I miss your laugh. I miss your soft hand.
Please be close to me Grandma.
Keep me safe.
I love you.
But it was her husband... my grandpa... my father's father... that molested me and changed my life forever.
For some reason I never blamed her. I needed her and loved her so much and I still do to this day.
I was 4 when my Grandfather died. I don't remember much. But for some reason I blamed... blame... my mom for not protecting me. Probably because I didn't feel safe with my mom. She always made me feel "less than"
My Grandma made me feel special. She made we feel safe.
I wish my Grandma was here now. "How's my Leto" I love you Grandma. I wish I could kiss your soft cheek. I wish we could just sit and talk or watch TV. I miss your laugh. I miss your soft hand.
Please be close to me Grandma.
Keep me safe.
I love you.
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