When I used to enjoy summer days in New York as a youngster, I would spend a lot of time at grandma’s house. There she’d sit and watch Mets baseball games in between cooking and baking sweets and that’s how I ended up being a fan of the Mets. She never once cheered for the Yankees. I can’t tell you why, but she still doesn’t seem to like them til this day. Many days spent with Grandma eating freshly baked sugar, oatmeal raisin or chocolate chip cookies with a tall glass of milk and rooting for the Mets. Those were the days!!!
Grandma has been ill recently and thus I made the trek from DC to NY for a few days. It’s never easy traveling with the mindframe that someone you love is suffering ya know? However I’ve got a strong faith in God that his angels are looking over her during this time. I can’t say that I’ve always been as positive spiritually as I am now. However I know that in witnessing the faith that both Grandma and Ma have had over the years, that I’m blessed to have their influence in my life. No matter what the circumstances, they always seem to remain positive and smile.
As I walked into the hospital, I felt sort of odd. I knew that Grandma had been in ICU and the latest information received from Ma wasn’t the most uplifting. I arrived on the 3rd floor and headed to the area when she was being treated. In locating bed #4 and the moment I saw her I heart started aching. That’s my Grandma maaaan! She’s not supposed to be hooked up on all that stuff. I took a deep breath and walked over. I placed my hand gently on her hand that was full of tubes and contraptions and I began to talk. I talked to her about everything I could for about 10 minutes and then I sat down. I felt a certain spirit come over me, a calm feeling. I knew she was going to be fine. I sat there and smiled for about 20 minutes reflecting upon moments spent with Grandma as a kid. Special moments that I’ll never forget.
Over the next 48 hours her condition improved greatly. She was coherent and able to talk, albeit in some pain. But she was back most definitely. Especially when she fussed out the nurse when she thought they had given her pork to eat. That was kinda funny. You know how your grandparents be getting on folks right? We shared some laughs and memories as we sat in the hospital those days. I spent a number of hours at the hospital with Ma before coming back to DC. I hit the Jersey Turnpike and made the 4 hr trip. I wouldn’t have come back if I felt that things weren’t improving.
The night after I came back I had tickets to the see the Mets play the Nats here. There was a lot of irony in that moment as I sat there and watched the game. I knew that the Mets were going to whip the Nats and they did… 12 zip. As I left the stadium, I just smiled as I looked up in the sky. That moment right there was for grandma.
Always let close family and friends know how much you love them. Tomorrow is not promised.
Peace & Love…