Today's my grandma's birthday. She passed away five years ago. On this special day, I commemorate her place in my life with a tribute I wrote the day she...
In loving memory
Help! I'm drowning! Send me a lifeline!
"Here honey girl," Grandma Bernie emerged from the rose garden, "take this."
And from her heart emanated a long invisible thread that miraculously attached
itself to my heart.
It was my lifeline. Strong and sturdy.
"I love you with all my heart and with all my soul," she said from the depth
of her being. "You'll always have this lifeline. So never feel alone, and
neither will I."
Like two halves of the same loving spider, we wove our life thread into a
beautiful shared web: Through chicken pox and cancer; rolling Romanian meatballs
and chopping salad; knitting blankets and needlepointing pillows; playing golf
and taking walks; playing favorites on her piano, Beethoven (A Farewell to the
Piano) and Chopin (Preludes Op.28 numbers 3 and 4); reading Shakespeare and
Edgar Cayce books; expressing love of grandpa, each other and more; vacationing
in Yosemite and Lake Tahoe; playing Gin Rummy and Black Jack; Sunday family
dinners and sleepovers; watching 60 Minutes and All In The Family in bed,
laughing in bed, talking into the wee-hours in bed, sharing milk and cookies in
bed and sometimes on the floor by the sleeping bag where my brother and I took
turns sleeping; talking on the phone almost every single day for my entire life…
through San Francisco, San Diego, New York, Washington, DC, Spain, Israel,
France, Italy and Los Angeles… our line remained strong.
In recent years, since she broke her hip, I enjoyed flying to San Francisco
for the day, and wheeling her around...
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