Back from the US and taking
a break before U comes. Am at my dad’s place and my grandmom is here with us.
She is my superstar -
really. At 84, she is almost independent and does all her things without help. I
first doubt if I’ll live till my 80’s (which I hope not), but if I do, I wonder
if I’ll be so healthy and active.
Some of my best childhood
moments have been with my grandmom. When I look at her playing with S, I relive
those moments. She is so good with S. He never leaves her room and is always with her
– playing (endlessly), reading (a car book like a hundred million times),
exchanging stories, laughing for silly nothings or just killing time. She transforms herself into a
3 year old, which is what makes him connect so well with her. Along with all
this, she teaches him certain things in her own way. I wonder where she gets
all this patience and stamina. i love this gen1-gen 4 bonding. Thank god for my grandmother – and thank god for
all these times with her!
