call my Grandma more often

I am currently visiting the grandma—going to have been here ALMOST a week. G-ma had a stroke, just got out of the hospital, and we ( my family) didn’t want her home alone. I volunteered for the first week (aren’t I such a nice girl?) whoa. lots of grandma time. this is the longest “vacation” I have taken since beginning grad school. and the sole purpose? spending time with the grandma—the cousins are even out of town… I’m bored, but enjoying it.

My gram has been a big part of my life, all of my life. She was always around and is very much a part of my nuclear family. I took her for granted during my teen years and before my career and own life started to demand so much of my time, I spent a whole lot of time hanging out with my gram. I haven’t spent much time with her lately. And that is weighing on my soul.

My gram is really very old and even though she is in great shape both physically and mentally – it is not beyond chance that the next few years will be her last.

After seeking some advice and chatting with a close friend who has recently said goodbye to her gram I’m going to make the effort to call my gram once a week. Because really, she’s worth that and so much more.