Its 20 years next year since we lost you in August. I mean wow. It's still as raw as it was back then. Why does time go so fast? I wish you were here at periods in my life that you missed out on. Me getting married. Me becoming a parent. I always thought you were invisible and nothing going to hurt you. The cancer hurt you. Just like dementia is hurting Nanny. I couldn't make you better, I can't make Nanny better either. I'm sorry.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem