And Then? Grandma's Make it All Better

So there I was, having a "depths of despair" moment*, longing for the days when I lived in Mayberry (context in the post below) - when all of a sudden, my radiant and lovely grandma called me just to see how I am doing. And really - it should work in reverse, right? I should be calling her. But whatever.

She wanted to know all my news - how is my knee? How is all the travel? And wow! Let's discuss how different and fast paced life is for young people today...(which turned into a long conversation about how her grandkids are so corporate, and not at all like her and my grandpa were, and how mind boggling it is to her that we do the things we do, etc.)

Then the epiphany hit. All this hardship for young kids today is just LIFE, you know? I mean - compared to her early life - the one where her father lost his sight in a mining explosion when he was like - in his 30's, and was BLIND for the rest of his life, and he only got something like $7 a month in disability - but still had to support a family...and oh! Her family was so poor that the snotty kid down the street used to make fun of her shoes because they had holes in the soles...and la di da. I could go on and on. Kids today - dude - they have it easy! Ok, maybe it's just sort of "easy-ish". It's all contextual; it's all relative. And life - even though it might suck for you, it sucks for everyone in some way, and the best you can do is laugh about it, try to find the good in it, and pull yourself up by your bootstraps when the occasion calls for it. Walk on - with your head held high and a smile on your face. That's what our folks before us did, and they have lived to tell about it, battle wounds and all.

Ahh. After a half hour of good gut-wobbling laughter, my "down-in-the-dumps" bad attitude has changed. I just needed to have a good, hearty chat with my cute grandma to make it all better.

Go call your Grandma. And tell her you heart her.



* Editors Note: If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands. And then skip the post below.
Addtional note: Picture is from this week's "Post Secret", and it made me smile. Both my grandma's do/did the same thing.