2.066 years old
Hannah was flipping through her small photo book, and she got to a picture of her being held by my mother. She pointed at Mom and said, “Grandma!”
Yes, baby girl. That’s your grandma. I wish she knew you now.
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
Yes, baby girl. That’s your grandma. I wish she knew you now.
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2 Comments:
I feel the same way that N will never know my grandfather, who has been gone now for almost 10 years (!). :(
Em,
in 5 sentences, you convey so much poignancy, so much history, that I am truly in awe.
I read through your account of your mom's cancer, and it made me very sad, because I have two friends dying (at 43 and 44) of it as I write, and I can't imagine the horror of it all. Cancer sucks, indeed.
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