My granny
Reflecting back on some of my memories with you as a child.
I remember fondly collecting bugs in the garden while you'd be weeding on a sunny afternoon.
I remember you picking grapes or tomatoes and sitting them on the bench and me hovering on a chair waiting for your approval to eat some.
I remember when you'd run me a bath and it was always boiling hot even though you'd tested it but I'd still hop in. My granny could do no wrong.
I remember on Sundays how you'd go up to your room and I'd follow and admirably watch you put on your best jewelry and lipstick for church, and if I was lucky you'd let me wear something to.
I remember sitting on your bed asking childish questions like "how come grandad has his own room" and youd tell me "grandad snores really loudly" and Id laugh, because he really did.
I even remember the smell of the shampoo you'd use to wash my hair (I smelt that smell awhile ago actually)
I remember all the endless questions I'd ask you about things, well everything, and you'd always answer them all for me.
I remember that when we were leaving to go home you'd stand in the driveway and wave until we were completely out of sight and how before we left you would go straight to your freezer and or cupboards to see what you could fill mums arms with before we departed.
Just those things that you always did without fail that became routine of going to winton.
I remember you letting me put my favourite movie on and it became the only movie I watched every holidays that I came and stayed, it was the wizard of oz.
I remember touching your chilli plant as a child after you had told me it wouldn't be wise and then directly rubbing my eyes and being so disappointed with myself that I went upstairs and hid under the spare bed crying with my eyes on fire so that you wouldn't know because I never wanted to let you down.
You were patient, kind, wise, graceful, loving and beautiful, and you were always there for me and that never changed even as I grew up (or didn't).
I now also have the memory of my daughter sitting in your lap while you read her a story like you use to do for me and you read it in that way that you do (you were the best story reader EVER)
Thank you for being my granny
Your Granddaughter CHLOE x
Chloe , Invercargill
