What a Wish Taught Me

Written By: Dawsyn Ayt (@joypassport @dawsynayt)

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Have you ever wished upon a star for something you really wanted and had it come true?  

When I was in my first year in college, I sat on a grassy field in Ohio staring at a star contemplating what I wanted to wish for. I told my boyfriend, “I want a better relationship with my grandmother.”  

The very next day, I began writing her letters. That was the extent of my plan until I saved enough money to send her care packages of snacks, holiday-themed décor, and stuffed animals. Next, I made weekly phone calls. My grandmother picked up every time and had a knack for keeping all calls to seven minutes. It was uncanny and arguably the best part of my day.

In my senior year, when she developed Dementia, I mailed photo albums and labeled the family members in the photos and we still talked on the phone weekly. As time progressed and my grandmother’s memory deteriorated, she still remembered me. Even years after she passed away, my memories of her remain so alive and warm.

As the pandemic has pushed us to change so much of our lives, including the way in which we connect, I remember the wish I made on that field in Ohio. It wouldn’t have come to fruition without those next steps. The actions I took eventually helped me achieve the precious relationship I sought with my grandmother.  

Now, when I look at the stars and make wishes, I back them up with action. I would like to tell you that that means I always get what I wish for. It doesn’t. But I’m not deterred. The memories and connections I forged with my grandmother happened over time. It was worth it.

So, when I look to the stars tonight, I’ll wish that everyone in need of connection–a phone call, a letter, an email, a text, etc.– receives it from someone and that I can help make that happen.

Tomorrow, I’ll write a letter.