Tuesday, November 22, 2005
I Love You, Too
Grandma would tell me that I ran to her. Grandpa liked to tease and I was too shy for that. Grandma's gentleness was more to my liking.
When we were back home this summer, we went visiting relatives with my Grandmother. At one stop, she was into a deep conversation with a young cousin of mine from the reserve. I couldn't help but ask afterwards what they were talking about. She said that the little boy was talking about being bullied. She told him that he was intelligent and that the others were just jealous of him.
My Grandma is in the hospital now, not expected to live much longer. I am unable to be with her as she is in another province but I talked to her tonight. She couldn't answer but my sister, who was at her bedside, said she wanted to speak. I know what she wanted to say though and I will always be grateful for the many times she said it and the many ways she showed it.