Posted: Friday, February 15, 2013 12:17:06 AM
My grandmother called today. I saw her this past Sunday. Prior to today and Sunday I hadn't seen her since Christmas Eve. I'm ashamed of that.
When I do visit Nanny, she talks constantly about dying. Not that she is afraid to die, but that she wishes death would hurry up and arrive. I understand she has lived over 80 years so I try to steer our conversations to stories of the past.
Nanny is a wealth of writing material. She brings back memories during our talks that I may never have recalled otherwise. She is impressive in recalling the past yet can't remember what she had for breakfast.
Growing old is tough and only gets tougher. Getting old is part of life. Talk and listen with a grandparent and see what secrets they might share.