remembering something silly

yotsuba&!, kiyohiko azuma whenever i talk about my grandmothers, i feel like i always talk about them with a heavy heart, but it isn’t always so sad and so heavy. sometimes, when it’s funny and silly, like whenever i see the word “atmosphere.” my grand-aunt, auntie sol, once received a love letter in her younger years from a suitor named ben. it goes: dear sol, the atmosphere of understanding must…