Mom a.k.a. Liv: You are the last letter I am writing and I think that suits it perfectly. First I want to say you are my mom, you may have not birthed me but YOU ARE my mom, and don't worry you will be a mother and mom to some little ones of your own, just trust me I saw it all. Second Liv I love you for loving me unconditionally, for loving my siblings, for loving my father and for helping us all live the American Dream. I know it took dad a long time to use his brain and you to open your heart but you guys did and I know you're going to be great. You are the formidable Olivia Pope (hopefully Grant by now) but to me you are mom the woman who scared the crap out of my boyfriend but made him feel like he was part of the family. Thanks for cleaning up my families messes because we surely did cause a lot. Mom I'm glad we got our time together. I will miss your visits to the school, care packages, our talks about anything and your unconditional love and support. I never felt loved by Mellie but you are a true blessing to my life. I wished for many years that you were my mom from the trail till the day I died. Don't be sad celebrate life, remember we talked after dad got shot how you took me with you back to your place and we ate so much junk food laughed and danced around. We laid on the floor and listened to one of the songs you listen to when you miss dad, Otis Redding- Precious Love I knew for sure than that you were my mom and you loved dad unconditionally as he loves you. The next day when we found out you couldn't visit him anymore I broke down and said it wasn't fair and you said she was his wife and had every right, then I flipped and said she can have the title but what's a title if you aren't doing the actual job, she was a place holder. Back to point we talked about death that night and how we wanted to be remembered, so I hope you stayed true to your promise and had a party. I mean the whole bang out we agreed upon, junk food, Mellies hooch, music, singing of the good, happiness, love, joy and pain but mostly the good stuff. You, Mellie, dad, Karen, Zaire, and Caleb, my favorite agent ever, tell Caleb he's cool I know I gave him hell but tell him that he was like the big brother I never had. Dance, cry, laugh, and celebrate life. I gave Karen a task and you will see how much you meant to me. Take care of them all and don't stop running the world because we all know you were the person running the show. Lastly mom be happy for yourself. Forget the world they are always going to have their opinions, I experienced that a little with Zaire when we could be in public in disguise, I know the looks, the whispers, but I don't know the half of it from actually being African American and being a female. Fuck the world and if I was still there I would go to bat for my mom day in and day out. Like you said they don't get to tell us who we get to love or make love to its personal for a reason. I miss you mom and know that I love you and as your first kid I declare myself Fitzgerald Thomas Grant-Pope IV. I changed my birth certificate so I could have a piece of you with me. I'm going to end this because there is so much to say but there isn't enough paper in the world to get it all down, but I made a video of you and dad and I also made a video of me for you guys to hear. I love you mom.
PS So the video is with Zaire. Make sure he's okay mom, I love him and I hate that I broke his heart again but I can't stop death but if I could I would have for him.
PSS its two days later from me writing this and I feel like my day is coming and I'm not scared. I'm scared of leaving and not getting to do the things in life that you want me to do but shit happens. I love you mom. Be happy and when it comes be strong and know that I may not be here but I'm always with you. You are my mom and don't let anyone tell you different. Bye Mom I'll be seeing you.
Whatever comes after PSS: I don't think dad's letter was this long I just thought I should say that. Much Love your son Jerry Grant-Pope.