What if?
What if? Denzil Jayasinghe 7 min read · 1 day ago 1 T The years stack up, and you start looking back at the scaffolding. You begin to see how precariously a life is built. How much of it depends on decisions made in rooms you were never in, by people who were simply trying to get through their own days. One small decision leads to another, and another, until you are standing somewhere you never imagined you would be. And you begin to wonder. What if? What if Lewis, my grandfather, had never stepped up to carry the weight of his brothers and sisters? What if he had simply been allowed to live as an ordinary man, instead of becoming the pillar everyone leaned on? What if the thyroid deficiency had not stolen my grandmother Euphracia’s mind when my mother was only eight years old? A little girl losing her mother to a quiet, hospital-walled darkness, forced to grow up before she had ever had the chance to be young. And sometimes I wonder about something else. What if Lewis had decide...