My grandmother

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. For me that person was my maternal grandmother.

She was a good person with a kind heart, and was misunderstood. She was quiet and unassuming and didn’t take anyone, or anything for granted.

She didn’t always show her emotions, but there were circumstances when in the right company she would talk about things. She didn’t talk about herself and I knew not to ask questions about her, but she did like to talk to those she cared about.

Whenever I was with her we would have conversations. She was the kind of person that you wanted to be around and in her company. She was a person you didn’t want to be without. I loved spending time with her.

Her apartment was peaceful. It was a place that didn’t feel like a permanent challenge. It became my sanctuary. She was my grandma.


20 Sep, 2018

2 thoughts on “My grandmother

  1. It sounds like your grandmother was a lovely person. I can’t remember anyone in my childhood like that, although I am very fortunate that my mum is a lovely person too.

    She has had a pretty bad life and has weathered more than her fair share of storms, but carries it all with dignity and kindness. I am quite lucky to have her.

    1. Thanks. Yes, I really miss her. We can sometimes come full circle and see as an adult what we don’t always see as a child.

      You are lucky you still have your mum, particularly because as you say, she’s a lovely person. It’s important we try savour those moment. We can’t get them back again.

      This is how my grandmother was, just a lovely person. But society is sadly lacking. We must all do more.

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