Grandma Love

I took Jordan to the dentist this morning.
Nick came too since we don’t know anyone here in Indy who could watch him before the school bus came.

I also don’t have anyone listed for their schools to contact in case of an emergency.
It’s a very disconcerting feeling.
I miss my friends and family, especially our Grandma’s.

None of us had time for breakfast this morning.
Once we left the dentist’s office we had 15 minutes until McDonalds stopped serving breakfast.
Jordan was tending to the drool dribbling down her chin from the Novocain,
Nick was drooling over the prospects of a hot juicy McGriddle,
and I was contemplating on whether to get anything at all besides a cup of Joe.
I opted for a Sausage and Egg McMuffin.

The woman who took our money at the Drive-Through window was an older lady, 60’s I’d say, pleasant and efficient.

The woman who handed us our food…she was a “Grandma”. She had to be well into her 70’s, had little jack-o-lantern earrings dangling from her earlobes and she wanted to take care of our every need.

“Do you need a straw for the chocolate milk dear, cream and sugar for your coffee? Here are some napkins in case the kids have a spill. Her kindness was mesmerizing. As we pulled away, she warned me of a bee flying around my open window, “Be careful of that bee Hon…we don’t want you to get stung.”

We were nearly to school and I was done with my breakfast sandwich when I announced to the kids, “I think that is the best Sausage and Egg McMuffin I have ever had!”

“Of course it was Mom”, Jordan declared without a doubt. “It was made with Grandma Love. There is nothing better than Grandma Love.”

So to Grammie, Gammy and Grandma Dee, and all you other Grammies out there…Thank you for your never-ending, unconditional “Grandma Love”. We love you too.