Walking Down The Hall, My Grandmother ...

Walking down the hall, my grandmother says hello to people as we pass, sometimes she reaches out to hold hands, she gets close and says smiling, "How are you? Are you okay?" People smile back at her without even realizing. She brings it out in people. She has no agenda - for sure, she doesn't remember these exchanges. Yet, something in her knows to be kind. Later, I tell her that I love her as I always do. She says, "I love you too." I say, "You taught me how to love, do you know that?" She says, "I did?" and laughs. She doesn't realize this but, she is the only person in my whole life to love me fully and unconditionally - no matter what I did or didn't do, she loved me, loves me. What a gift to give someone. In fact, no other gift can compare.