Nani

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She was there when I was born more excited than anyone. As I was growing up she’s my number one fan and my most trusted confidant.

First time I broke my heart over a boy, she did not laugh at me. She hugged me and whispered , ” I know it hurts now but I am very sure you are going to get over him sooner than you think. You will even find all this funny someday.” Drying my tears, she handed me a glass of warm milk and tucked me in bed like a little girl.

Most of the useful things I know I learned from her. She taught me how to bake. She taught me how to dance. She taught me how to care for my potted plants.

I sneaked out of the house once before high school graduation, caught by my father as I was returning home, she saved my hide from my father’s wrath saying, ” The girl is young only once let her have some harmless fun.”

Smiling as I reminisce, my grandmother’s unconditional love, I miss most of all now that I have a family of my own.

ยฉJMKhapra

15 thoughts on “Nani

  1. My grandmother wasn’t like that but I would like to be one the same. You are lucky to have had this beautiful woman in your life. Love your painting…reminds me of your 3 girls. Love Jen xx

  2. Very touching. These types of remembrances keep our loved ones with us forever. This goes beyond good writing. This piece should be regarded as an heirloom by your family.Very, very nice.

  3. This is a beautiful painting, and I love your story of your Nani. I had a wonderful grandmother too, who loved me unconditionally.

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