My grandmother will be 95 years old this October. She lives in Bangalore, India and my memories of her include tons of homemade treats, both sweet and savory, an incredible sense of determination and a stubborn streak.
When we were young, my brother and I would fly to Bangalore to spend the summer and if we slept till 7 am, she would greet us with a sarcastic and yet affectionate, “good afternoon”.
My grandfather passed away before my mother got married and so my solo memories of a grandparent lie with my grandmother. I will be going to India later this year and hope to see her, because I may not see her again. My daughter, Sonia is her only great-granddaughter and I want them to meet. I think your heritage and your legacy become more important as you get older…
I’m posting a picture that was taken in December 2004. My grandmother, my mother and I. One of my most cherished possessions. Girl-power! My sister is missing from the picture because she didn’t make it to Bangalore….here’s hoping for another picture with her and Sonia in it!
What are some of the best memories of your grandparents when you were young?
Aarti
Beauty runs in your family! I hope you get 4 generations in one picture this trip! That snapshot will be another treasure to pass down to Sonia. <3
First off, I’ll like to say that it was an awesome idea to add you as a blogger here, Aarti. It makes the comic even more enjoyable.
My best memory of a grandparent had to be recently. I don’t eat pork, and my grandma loves cooking it. Well, one evening when I was off work, she told me that she made pork chops, but they weren’t for me. In fact, she made me 2 juicy steaks. She said that she NEVER cooked 2 meats before. Not even for my grandfather, but she did it for me. It made my day. Grandmothers rock.