Go Ahead, We’re Listening
My children’s grandmother died last week. Her angels knew she was tired of being so sick for so long. There was a memorial presentation showing pictures of a little girl, a mother of three, grandmother of four, a wife, a nurse, a traveler and a friend.
There were no pictures of her family fleeing their home from WWII bombings. No candid shots of immigrating to South America and finally to California without knowing either native language. There were no pictures of the hundreds of people she helped save as an ER surgical nurse. Those pictures she told us in stories.
I like the level of distance you created with the use of “my children’s grandmother”. That would be your mother or mother-in-law, but you placed the focus on her and on your children, rather than on yourself. Deftly done.
It’s good to see you back, Sharkboy.
Comment by Lytspeed — July 27, 2010 @ 2:41 pm