A Mother's Day Story
This story has nothing to do with Thailand, but I wanted to share it anyway.
About 45-50 years ago, my great-grandma Mary sat in the living room of her youngest daughter and son-in-law's Brooklyn apartment. (She lived with my grandparents.) It was the day before Mother's Day, and her entire family had gathered at the apartment -- her 5 daughters and their families.
As she watched the adults talk and the children play, she realized why everyone had come to see her on Saturday, rather than Sunday. They planned to spend the day at their houses, with their own families, and without her.
She stood up, stretched, and calmly said, "I think I'll go to the hospital tomorrow." In her estimated 100 years, she had only been to a hospital once -- to give birth to my grandmother.
On Mother's Day, Grandma Mary had full attendance.
About 45-50 years ago, my great-grandma Mary sat in the living room of her youngest daughter and son-in-law's Brooklyn apartment. (She lived with my grandparents.) It was the day before Mother's Day, and her entire family had gathered at the apartment -- her 5 daughters and their families.
As she watched the adults talk and the children play, she realized why everyone had come to see her on Saturday, rather than Sunday. They planned to spend the day at their houses, with their own families, and without her.
She stood up, stretched, and calmly said, "I think I'll go to the hospital tomorrow." In her estimated 100 years, she had only been to a hospital once -- to give birth to my grandmother.
On Mother's Day, Grandma Mary had full attendance.
posted by Jen at 5:50 PM
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