I wrote this for my Granny 10 years ago when I was 19 and mailed it to her. When I was getting married, I framed it and presented it to her again.
As a small child I naively sat on your lap and patted your wrinkled cheek with my chubby hand and told you I loved you.
All I saw in your face was age and all I saw in your eyes was love for me.
I didn’t see all the memories or stories that had caused all those lines.
Nor, did I see the love, laughter, and joy that had so carefully etched each of those memories in your face.
When I was young, you seemed so old, now that I’m older you seem so much younger. Which of us has changed so much that it now seems as if you are cheating time and growing younger while I constantly keep getting older.
Where did all that time go when I was young?
All those hours spent playing dress up and board games…
How I wish that I had taken the time to get to know you.
The real you.
The girl you were, before you became the grandmother who wiped away my tears, kissed away all of my pains and laughed as I pretended that I was “wonder woman” while running haphazardly through your house in my underwear.
Now that I am finally old enough to appreciate all the time you gave to me, and now that I can finally see that those wrinkles aren’t wrinkles they are just life’s beauty marks: there to let everyone know that you have truly lived loved lost laughed, but most of all survived.
And now, now that I want that time to learn and listen and hear all the stories that you have to tell.
Now there isn’t enough time.
Every phone call I mean to make every letter I mean to write and every visit I mean to make.
It just seems like time is slipping too quickly through my fingers.
I know I cannot stop time or turn back the hands of that mythical clock. But I can remember all that you so wisely taught the little girl that I was: Compassion, Faith, Laughter, Love and most of all you taught me to live.
I take those gifts now as the woman I am and will use them to become the woman I am destined to be because of you, and in my heart of hearts I can only hope that someday my own grandchild will sit in my lap and with the light of love shining in her eyes, naively pat my wrinkled cheek and smother me with wet kisses and tell me:“I love you Granny”
I love you Always. Thank you for helping me to become the woman I am today