I called my grandma, the one that lives in a nursing home, to see how she is doing. I knew it had been too long since I last called her, so I wasn’t surprised when the first words out of her mouth were threats to whoop me.
After I finished being scolded and apologizing profusely, I asked how she was doing. She told me about her bad foot, her new aide and her new friend.
“Yes, my friend,” she giggled.
I don’t believe I’ve ever heard my 79 year old grandmother giggle before. She proceeded to tell me all about her friend Bobby. They met at church. He came up (and by came up I mean rolled over cause dude is in a wheelchair) to her and told her that he was admiring her. That’s old man speak for “say baby I’m digging your style.”
She explained that he is 70, has five sons just like her and that he ended up in the nursing home because he was run over by a train.
Grandma and Mr. Bobby have lunch together at the nursing home every day. Every other week, the nurses take the residents to the dollar store for an outing. Today he asked her if she was going and she told him no because her check hadn’t come yet. He told her he had a few dollars and would give it to her so she could go.
I can’t tell you how much that warmed my heart. I actually teared up and even feel touched writing about it. You see, my grandma is old school. She has never worked a day in her life and is accustomed to a man taking care of her. My grandpa has been gone for about 11 years and that was after they had been together for more than 40 years.
Grandma shared with me that she has been praying for “a friend.” I was so surprised. It never occurred to me that my grandma was craving male attention. I assumed that at that age she was done with all that rubbish, but I guess a lonely heart has no limit on age.
It makes me so happy knowing that she is being taken care of. Even if it’s just meeting for cafeteria lunch and getting 8 or 9 dollars so she can go buy socks and cashews. I told grandma I can’t wait to meet him, and she told me more than once that she can’t wait for me to meet him too.
I am thankful that the Lord answered grandma’s prayers and I truly can’t wait to meet Mr. Bobby.