Glimpses of My Grandma; How I Grew Up to be Me

Glimpses of My Grandma


She fed me pickles and sweets, saved the puffer fish that accidentally came in with the regular fish so I could blow them up like weird balloons She caught snails from the nearby lake so I could lie on my belly for hours watching them. She taught me how to make mud pies, how to suck out the single drop of honey from wild flowers and how to chafe and polish clam shells into the sharpest of slices for green mangoes and other delicacies. She taught me that girls should be nice, sweet and gentle, and showed me how to raise hell when necessary. In return I gave her heartache, worry, and some laughter. Perhaps that’s payment enough for a lifetime of love.