I sat across the dinner table from my grandma tonight and I saw her face turn sad.
I broke the news of my eventual move to her.
When I saw the look in her eyes, it became apparent that despite what she says, I am the only reason she feels safe out here anymore.
She lives in a house that's property is adjacent to mine. I visit her at least once or twice a week, and we talk on the phone almost daily. She's my grandmother and I'm the only person out here to help her if she needs it.
I am certain she knew the day would come that I would move, but I don't know if she thought she'd see it.
With my parents traveling more now than ever, I don't know what to think about how she'll fair out here on her own. In all honesty, if I were her age, I can't say I'd be comfortable with it.
I'm actually scared.
When I put myself in her shoes, I grow worried. Who will help me if my car won't start? Who will make sure I'm safe and sound? Who will I visit with?
I'm not sure what this means for her, but I'm scared.
She's my only Grandma and I love her more than the world. I'm probably thinking too much of them, but what if when my regular visits stop and we see each other less and less, she starts to deteriorate?
I can't stand the thought that my life changing will be the reason my grandma's does. She's too important to me. What does this mean for her?
I broke the news of my eventual move to her.
When I saw the look in her eyes, it became apparent that despite what she says, I am the only reason she feels safe out here anymore.
She lives in a house that's property is adjacent to mine. I visit her at least once or twice a week, and we talk on the phone almost daily. She's my grandmother and I'm the only person out here to help her if she needs it.
I am certain she knew the day would come that I would move, but I don't know if she thought she'd see it.
With my parents traveling more now than ever, I don't know what to think about how she'll fair out here on her own. In all honesty, if I were her age, I can't say I'd be comfortable with it.
I'm actually scared.
When I put myself in her shoes, I grow worried. Who will help me if my car won't start? Who will make sure I'm safe and sound? Who will I visit with?
I'm not sure what this means for her, but I'm scared.
She's my only Grandma and I love her more than the world. I'm probably thinking too much of them, but what if when my regular visits stop and we see each other less and less, she starts to deteriorate?
I can't stand the thought that my life changing will be the reason my grandma's does. She's too important to me. What does this mean for her?
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