I woke up and remembered that I had a missed a call from my Grandma the day before. I rang her back and got her answering machine. Where was she? Did she go out? We told her not to go anywhere!
Within minutes, she was calling me back. I let out a sigh of relief.
“Jessica? How are you?” she says.
I raise my volume and let her know that we are fine. I ask how she is doing and she quickly fills me in, telling me that she’s been staying home, but is doing things “round and round.” She has gone outside in the yard. “You can’t just sit and do nothing.”
“Where’s Rose?” she asks. “I miss Rose.”
I silently wave Rose over. “Grandma wants to talk to you,” I whisper and her face lights up.
“Hi Grandma!” she says, instinctively raising her volume. These requests to talk to Rose happen every time I call my Grandma, so Rose knows the drill.
“I miss you,” Grandma says. “Do you miss me too?” We all need a little reassurance that we matter.
“I miss you,” Rose says, her smile wide. “This much,” she adds, stretching her arms out as wide as they will go.
“I love you,” Grandma responds.
“I love you more,” Rose replies and begins blowing kisses to the phone.
“That’s how we do it,” my Grandma tells me. This is their routine.
I’m glad that they can keep it up, even if it’s just over the phone right now.