There are two things I hold most dear about Nan: the time she called to yell at me for missing an important event. I just got the time wrong and arrived late, but my thought was, only someone who really cares about me would jump on my case the way she did, and I loved her more for it. The second still brings tears to my eyes: I am always having surgery for something or other, and even as she was going through all of her awful cancer treatments, she’d send me classic Nan homemade get-well cards. I treasure them so very, very much.
There are two things I hold most dear about Nan: the time she called to yell at me for missing an important event. I just got the time wrong and arrived late, but my thought was, only someone who really cares about me would jump on my case the way she did, and I loved her more for it. The second still brings tears to my eyes: I am always having surgery for something or other, and even as she was going through all of her awful cancer treatments, she’d send me classic Nan homemade get-well cards. I treasure them so very, very much.