Friday, January 30, 2015

The Black Midalia


 
Dear Ruthie,
I write this letter in hopes for you to not only understand all that you have and continue to do for me, but to show my gratitude for all of the aspects of my life and the peoples lives around me that you've changed for the better. As a child moving into a home with grandparents I had never met was, to say the least a bit difficult but you and your husband couldn't have done a better job. Even though at times I admit I probably wasn't the easiest person in the world to deal with, after all of the headaches I undoubtingly caused I did then and do now realize the good you always pushed to instil in me. From the day I moved to Massachusetts while everyone saw the unfortunate events going on in my life and kept a more careful approach when leading me to life lessons, your husband and yourself were always there to keep things in perspective.

Some believe that behind every great man is an even greater woman. Without trying to take my grandfathers place (which I never could) up to this point in my short life you were and are that woman. Weather it be the constant trips to court, the nightly visit from the police telling you the next thing I did wrong, or the school telling you I had no hopes of a bright future, you always saw and in turn made me see my full potential. I still remember the first movie we went to see together (Titanic)and the last (The Godfather series), the books you would encourage me to read to keep my mind spry (I still do) and the countless lessons taught between the rough times we fought through together. From paying the bills, cleaning the house, taking care of both dogs I brought home, and still finding time to drink the occasional beer with my friends and I you are in fact an unbelievable woman.

While you did not have any biological children of your own I am proud to say that I am not only your grandson but in fact your son. With my parents not exactly in the picture and when they were, always trying to bring me down the path that they led. It was your strength that kept my personal path metaphorically well lit. As a youth I would have never saw my life turning out the way it did and I owe it all to you. I know with rehab for your hip, and bronchitis constantly setting you back to come home things can seem quite dark but I see this as my time to help keep the light in sight and repay you for all you've done for me. I know you saw the change over the last three years, but the changes I'm now making to improve my life will culminate into a life that you and my late grandfather would be proud of me living. Although you weren't the most conventional grandmother in the world you were the best I could've ask for, and for that I cant thank you enough.
Hope all is well see you soon!!

Love,

Mikey




This is to you who showed me the way 

the brightest of stars in the darkest of days
                                                
the lion in strength with elephants wits
                                                
the purest example of elegance with
                                                
the biggest of hearts
                                                
queen in the cards
                                             
realizing the odds
                                                
n still going strong even after a loss

                                                
to the one who changed me the cry's to the laughs
                                              
the one to talk to when finding a path
                                             
brought me to me

so my hearts to you
                                                
my brains my personality all parts of you
                                              
so when I express what's hard to do
                                             
its you
                    
who guides my emotions to follow through                   
                                              
 

 
                                                
                                                 

                           
                                           
                                                






 

1 comment:

  1. Mike,

    Amazing letter. This is absolutely beautiful, powerful, and full of sincerity. A great letter that I'm sure your grandmother would be proud of. Whether she's still alive or not, I'm sure that she felt this when you wrote it.

    I like what I see developing here. You are taking these assignments to task and doing a great job so far. I appreciate the raw honestly and effort you're putting in already.

    This week's "journal", your letter, shows much improvement in your writing. It's much more professional, and it has fewer errors. Your sentence structures are often complex, and there are still some run on sentences, but this week is much cleaner to read. Great job of shoring up those errors. Have you used Grammarly? It's a free software that helps with grammar and spell checking. Check it out.

    The only thing that needs work, grammatically, at this point, is comma use.

    Your poem this week also shows off some great skill in rhyming. Some of the lines could be cleaned up, so that you don't fall off your rhythm, but that could easily be done by changing some of the articles and phrases - just little tweaks - so that the poem doesn't have any hiccups in it's flow. Read it again and see what I mean.

    The content of your poem is very impressive. I like the angle that you took. You carried the sincerity over from your letter and filtered it into your ode. Great work here. I see lots of potential in your writing. My only other suggestion would be to slap a clever title on the top of this poem.

    Mike, this is some great work. Keep up the honesty. Keep it raw and real each week, and you are going to tap into some amazing stuff this semester.


    GR: 95

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