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When You Were Here, Just Yesterday
My first time publishing a poem!
By Grace K. Bianco
One of my New Years goals was to try writing some poetry. Up until yesterday, I didn’t think it was going to happen. I became inspired to write about my grandmother’s death. Losing her impacted my life greatly, and I still have so many raw emotions a year later. (Read the blog post I wrote about her just days after her funeral here.)
Backstory on this poem : I had a dream a few weeks ago about my grandmother. In the dream, she cupped my face, and it was like I could really feel her hands. I was crying, and screaming, “I miss you! I miss you! You have no idea how hard this has been.” But she couldn’t hear me. She just kept talking of other things. I awoke with tears streaming down my face, and I was crying hard.
Two days ago, I found the picture above. I loved her as a baby, and I will always love her.
I suppress my grief. It was a dark time in more ways than one when my grandmother left this Earth. It’s not healthy to suppress, but I struggle to talk about it. Writing this poem felt freeing.
