Love is a Grandma
Falling asleep on the couch
The elderly woman sleeps on the loveseat
While I fall asleep on the couch
The couch was not anything special
Extra tough fabric covered it
But it did not matter to me
The next morning would be Christmas
The smell of Kielbasa already permeated my thoughts
And my stomach was in the eternal state of hunger
The sound of EWTN filled the air as well as
A couple Christmas songs here and there
I snuggled up on the couch for the night
Awaiting the morning when the rest of my family would arrive
The morning arrived and I was more than glad to wake up
Next to the her
She had fallen asleep with one of her yarn creations in her lap
Even though she was weak
From endless rounds of chemo that didn’t work
She still continued
To make baby hats for premature babies
At the local hospital
In the morning she would greet me with a warm smile
The kind that you could only get from your grandma
Because grandma smiles are different than regular ones
Those kind of smiles are the ones that radiate warmth
Even on the coldest of December days
Occasionally she would send me
My little ten year old self
To go check the garage
Whenever we heard the door open
And to help my relatives with the food and gifts
That they brought to share
I miss the days when grandma was at Christmas
But I haven’t had one with her since 8th grade
Even though the sounds and the smells have stayed the same
Holiday’s just aren’t the same without my loving grandma.

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