I believe there is always one person in our life that we connect with, who emotionally understands us and who sees the world our way, even though specifics aren’t mentioned. For me that person was my grandma.
She was a good person with a kind heart, but was misunderstood. She was quiet and unassuming and didn’t take anyone or anything for granted. She was more of a practical person. Emotionally she said very little, but there were circumstances where in the right company she would open up.
She didn’t talk much about herself and I knew not to ask questions, but she did like to talk about things that mattered to others. Whenever I was on my own with her, we would often have conversations.
She was the kind of person that you wanted to be around, that you were happy being around that you didn’t want to be without. I loved spending time with her.
Her apartment was peaceful and calm. It was a place that didn’t feel like a permanent challenge. When I was able to visit, it became my sanctuary.