Meal times are fun, sometimes down right funny. It amazes me that Granma still eats with her pinky finger sticking out. You know, like prim and proper. Was it proper to
stick your pinky finger out? I can see it now. A tea party. In cousin Dawns garden. Finest china, silver tea service, "would you like one lump or two?" and Granma Marcie sipping so very lady like with her little pinky finger sticking out. She wears an apron now, all the time because, she isn't a dainty eater or drinker. Maybe in her day she was, but not today. Slurps, Gulps, and Burps right at the table all while that little pinky finger is sticking out.

Then there's Grace E. our Wheaton Terrier. She loves Granma Marcie, especially at meal time. Grace E. is right at Granmas feet, waiting so patiently for the crumbs to fall and boy oh boy do the crumbs fall. Granma can't seem to keep the food on her fork, half of it falls on the floor. Hence Grace E. at Granma's feet. It's like an meal time ritual. Granma shuffles to the table Grace E. waits for Granma to sit down, then Grace E. takes her rightful place under the table at Granmas feet. It's all good. Really it is.
Tonight at the table I asked Granma, "Well, what did you do today Granma?" Oh my goodness I wish I had a picture of her expression. She answered back in a high pitched voice and wrinkled brow, "What did I do ttttttttodaaaaaaay?" "I read my Bible and prayed...what more is there?" "Did you go anywhere?" To which she responded in sort of a disgusted tone because after all she just told me that she read her Bible and prayed all day. But we did go out. She just forgot.
I took her out in her wheel chair. Have Granma. Will travel.
Oh Suzie...... Loved your post... it's all good... bless you patient, giving, loving, heart.... You are the best... hugs, prayers, and love, Dawnie (soul sister)
ReplyDeleteI downloaded that song to my ipod. And everytime I hear this song now I think of you. I hum it many times a day...love uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!
Love you to the moon and back!
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