 | It was not unexpected. Grandma had been growing physically weak over the last months. Sadly, her mind had mostly left us by a couple years earlier, leaving her in exactly the state she used to demand that she never be allowed to live in. I have already been missing her for a long time now, even as she held my hand and returned my smiles.
Grandma is released from a life that knew both great love, and also more cruelty and loss than most of us could ever imagine. During my lifetime, she had already moved on and resurrected a beautiful family. Sadness over the past was nearly always overshadowed by the joy she got from spoiling her family. Whether it was giving my brother and I bagels and lox, my favorite, at every opportunity, or making holiday feasts of brisket and potato dumplings for everyone, her ways of sharing her love have infused themselves into my memories. My senses will unfurl these loving gestures from my recollection whenever the familiar aromas of the love that she expressed so often by feeding us so well waft under my nose. |
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