Welcome to Friday, and I need a nap. My grandmother passed away this week, and I started a new job, so I am about ready for a Murder, She Wrote marathon in bed with a careful selection of junk food. And so I’ve been thinking about things that remind me of my cranky, wonderful, amazing grandma.
My grandma was a cranky lady, but vibrant, too. Whenever I would complain about life, she would chide,”Well, what did you expect? Life’s not a bowl of cherries!” But she also painted beautiful watercolors, could finish a crossword in ballpoint pen, discovered the best bargains at estate sales, and loved a cozy mystery story. At some point I gave her the nickname of Bega, though I’m not sure where I came up with it. It became a term of endearment and she got very upset once when I thought I was too old and too cool to say Bega and started saying Grandma. So Bega she will always be.
So this is just a long way of asking, in the spirit of Bega’s bowl of cherries comment: what phrases remind you of people who have passed from your life?