Still on the Kemo rum adventure, I came tearing out of the liquor store con Cap't and this happy little nana was standing there staring down at a small pile of ice and snow. Bewildered at what to do. The look of relief in her eyes at seeing me was transparent and with no hesitation - she said, "Grab my hand, girl, and help me cross this snow." Yes Ma'am!
Once she made way safely, clutching to my arm tight as a tick, she giggled like a wee child and almost rocked a curtsy. I told her how beautiful and alive she looked out in the cold. She was delighted/stunned at the compliment, threw me a cheery thank you, and carried on with her day.
And, so did I.
This is the song I imagine she skipped away to, thinking that the day was shaping up just fine (click link below):
Enjoyed reading this post very much. Very touching.
Posted by: Levinson Axelrod | March 15, 2010 at 08:14 AM
Just look at that sweet face!! Awww. She melts my heart and I can just hear the giggle you speak of. :)
Posted by: Freely Living Life | February 25, 2010 at 06:00 AM