Granny's Old Hands

I had too many secrets. I wanted out of this closet. People all over the world were coming out. We could see them on national tv and books had been written. What was so difficult about it? I had to be free to talk with my grandchildren about it. I didn't want them to ever experience anything like this. There were more doors to open and bricks that needed to be blasted. What if my grandchildren changed their opinions of me when the truth was told? I couldn't hide anymore my hands needed to be free. I had lived a half of a century and the one person who knew the truth had already forgiven me. Now it was my time to do the same.