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Grandma is lucid for Sarah and Karen's visit

A chapter in the book Enough to Miss Christmas

A Visit with Grandma

by Fridayauthor




Background
Sarah and Karen have begun their honest pact and the disclosures that ensue become very personal. Yet, some secrets remain buried.
       CHAPTER THIRTY
      
            Afternoon sun baked down on us as we arrived at my mother’s facility but cool air met us as we stepped into the building. Equally pleasant was my mother’s greeting when we entered her room.
      
            “Oh, Sarah! What a wonderful surprise! And you’ve brought Karen!” We stepped forward and she embraced us, remaining in her chair by the window.
      
            “I’m so glad to see you, Grandma! I’m pleased you remembered me,” Karen said, trying hard to control her exuberance.
      
            “How could I forget any of my girls!”
      
            Karen and my mother hardly allowed me to get in a word edgewise as they babbled away like two old friends. I didn’t mind a mite. I reveled in their enthusiastic exchange. My mother’s reminiscences exceeded mine in detail, prompted by Karen’s numerous questions about my growing-up years. Mother confirmed everything I’d related to Karen and more. A question on scoring a family game was explained and a baked pie recipe clarified.
      
            “I start regular school in a few weeks,” Karen said.
        
            “Study very hard. Do the best you’re able. Education will open lots of doors for you.” 
        
            “Sarah said you and her dad made sure she studied,” Karen said with a peek at me.
      
            “We put stock in a good education and planned for both my girls to go on to college.” A twinge of sadness passed over her face. “It didn’t work out that way, but both of my girls came out well in the long run.”
      
            “Did Sarah obey you and do her studies?”
      
            My mother smiled at me. “Sarah was a very good child. She nearly always did as she was told. Occasionally, her temper got the best of her and she misbehaved but not often.”
      
            “What did you do then?”
      
            “She’d be punished of course. We believed in rules and set standards. If the girls violated those, they knew they’d be punished. They accepted the result.”
      
            “How did you punish them?”
      
            “They might not be allowed to join the rest of us in a game, or have to skip a favorite desert. But, as I said, both my girls were well behaved.”
      
            “What would you do if they were really bad?” Karen pressed.
      
            My mother looked to me. “You should ask Sarah that question. She knows. But that situation rarely occurred.”
      
            “You’d always punish them because they deserved it.” It was a statement, not a question. I wondered how my mother would answer.
      
            “Almost always.” She looked at me with sadness in her eyes. “One time I couldn’t.”
      
            I changed the subject quickly. “Karen is starting a diary,” I said.
        
            Karen looked over at me, than back to her grandmother. “Sarah said she used to keep one when she was my age.”
      
            “Yes. I’d forgotten that. I remember wondering what she wrote about all the time.”
      
            “You didn’t peek?” Karen said with a smile. I kept my fingers crossed.
      
            “Of course not! You have to trust your child if they’re going to learn to trust you and your judgment.” Karen smiled, satisfied with my mother’s answer.
      
            It was nearly an hour before my mother’s mind began to drift. We excused ourselves and left after hugs and kisses. Karen promised to return soon. My mother turned to me.
      
            “You’re very fortunate, Sarah. You have a perfect daughter, the same blessed gift I was given twice. Raise her like I raised you and your sister.” On the way out, the head nurse said my mother was the most coherent she’d seen her in months. I was more ashamed than ever for abandoning her for so many years and vowed to remedy that in the months and years ahead.
      
 


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Enough to Miss Christmas is a family love story, about sisters, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, parents and children. Foremost, it tells the story of a stepmom and a precocious young lady and how they bond in spite of overwhelming odds.
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