My Grandpa passed away 2 years ago, so I visit my Grandma as much as I can. Sometimes, when I have a break from school, I’ll go and spend a week with her. You know, to help around the house, doing repairs and such. And I really do enjoy spending time with her. She’s not one of those old ladies who just sit around knitting ugly Christmas sweaters and reminiscing about the good old days. Now, don’t get me wrong, she does the usual Grandma things like baking cookies and pies (I LOVE her oatmeal raisin cookies) but I can talk to her about anything.
Grandma is 73 years old, and very fit for her age. She walks every day for exercise and she’s actually an attractive woman. It’s easy to see that she was a hottie when she was younger. I’m 20 and in my second year at school. On this particular visit, there wasn’t much that needed done in the way of repairs, but I helped with some of her gardening and we spent the evenings talking and watching movies and just catching up.
The first night there, we had dinner and then watched a movie. She asked how Mom and Dad were doing, and we talked about how school was going. You know, the usual. As it started getting later, she said she was getting tired. She told me she was going to bed and asked if I wanted to go along on her morning walk. I told her that sounded good and she gave me a peck on the cheek and headed off to bed.