Grandma’s room, I love it so, I wish I’d told her then …


SERENADE 2 SENIORS

 

 

GRANDMA’S HOUSE

Persian carpets in her living room have lost their floral pile. Blue velvet curtains fringed and draped, have long gone out of style. Her walnut piano stands up straight against a papered wall. And a green wing chair beside the fire, displays a knitted shawl. A bookcase in the corner holds Shakespeare, leather bound. A huge brass pot contains the palm her cat sleeps curled around. It smells of homegrown lavender, cedar musk and embers, dried flowers in a Wedgwood bowl from fragrant past Septembers. Cabinets with glassed-in doors have china on display. Venetian glass and Toby Jugs rest on a silver tray. Potpourri scent wafts from bowls perched on wooden stands and the glorious whiff from candy jars she passed from hand to hand. Grandma’s room, I love it so, I wish I’d told her then. Sadly, that was long ago, and I can’t go back there again.

 

 

 

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About Jill

Author of books and articles on support and experiences of living with a mentally ill family member. My aim in blogging is to let others see how a loving family, with a father and husband who is able to give unconditional love, can help the family cope. Many call me the blogging grandma.'

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