I never knew you. You took your last breath just over 6 years before I took my first one. I’ve seen photos of you and whenever you’ve been spoken about, it’s only been positive.
But I wish I’d known you.
I wish I’d known the man who raised my father and aunt, who married my wonderful grandmother, had a successful legal firm, and provided for his family.
I wish I’d known the man who instilled the values and respect into my father and aunt. The same values and respect that have been instilled in me. And the same that I’m instilling in my daughter, and 2 unborn children.
I wish I’d known the man who happily took the family station wagon to work every day, even though there was a company provided, chaffeur driven vehicle at his beck and call.
I wish I’d known the man who gave his family everything that he could.
I wish I’d known what I would have called you instead of grandfather.
But most of all…
I wish I’d known you.
Written in response to The Daily Prompt