My grandmother was the light of my life. I adored her. She was always the one who took care of me when I was sick. I suffered from numerous ear infections, ear tubes, and multiple inner ear surgeries when I was very little. My grandmother would come to the hospital and sit with me, singing me songs about mockingbirds and little lambs. She was the very essence of unconditional love for me. Never afraid to take me on. Never afraid to have me follow her. Never afraid to love on me. If I called, no matter how late, she would drive across town to get me. If I wanted to stay up all night watching television, she would make a pallet for me on the floor and she herself would sleep on the couch, trying to stay awake with me…watching whatever I wanted. I would often spend the summers with my grandmother who lived on the lake in Oklahoma. She worked as a nurse at the local hospital in the small town just 2o minutes away and every night I would sit in the big chair by the open front door, looking out the screen door for the shine of her headlights. Star Trek followed the news and I knew by the time the credits rolled she would be home. I can still hear the crickets outside and the warm breeze blowing through the screen. I miss my grandmother.
Here is image 79:365. My littlest with her na na.
by Cindy
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