Life With Grandma

Just the mention of the word “grandmother” (or as I called her, Grandma) brings back fond memories to most people.  However, that word has an extra special meaning to me because I spent more time with Grandmother than most people did.

My life with Grandma began when I was very young.  I could not even walk or talk.  Well, I was only 2 months old, and I do not know many 8- week-olds that can talk and walk.  However, I could see, and I could hear, and I could smell.  I don’t remember everything, but some things I do remember, even to this day.

Well, I told you that Grandma did not watch much TV, but that doesn’t mean she never watched television.  One of her favorite programs was “I Love Lucy.”  My grandma would always stop whatever she was doing and sit and watch Lucy with me.  Lucy was always doing something funny.  My grandma would laugh so hard it brought tears to her eyes.  Watching my Grandma watch television, I came to believe that she thought Lucy was a real person and not just an actress.  With the no-frills life my Grandma had, it was hard for someone like her to believe that anyone could behave like Lucy.  At the end of the show she would always shake her head, wipe away the tears of joy, and say, “Lucy is crazy!”  Then she would go back to work in the kitchen. 

But what happened after that turned out to be more significant than I realized at the time.