Gramma, today was the best day.
It's your birthday today and yet you're the one who was full of gifts.
I woke up this morning not sure, will it be a success will it not?
I have to confess a secret. I forgot it was your birthday.
I remembered Halloween was your birthday, I'll never forget.
I forgot today was Hallowe'en.
It was just a due date. I was afraid I was going to prove to be a failure.
I woke up and I powered through it. You saw me, I bet.
I took a break to go with dad.
At your grave site I told you a bit about how my year had gone and what I was working on.
I came home and you blessed me
Just like you always would when you were alive.
I finished my book. It's written and submitted for a contest. My first one.
I finished my collection of poetry. It's written and submitted for a contest. My first one.
They finally called me. They offered me a job. I'll be working again soon.
I won't say fingers crossed, I know you blessed me.
You've done so much for me, Gramma.
You gave me my name.
Now I will make something of it.
Promise
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