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. 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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