Grandma 300/365
I only saw her in two chairs, with wonky aged knees, struggling to move under her weight, smoking constantly, with gin as consolation in the evening. Yet she never seemed lonely - the telephone connected her to the world. She knew everything happening around her.
posted by Mali @ 3:57 PM
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Well, I don't drink gin and I don't smoke and I hope to be able to get around in my old age, BUT, BUT, if I don't, I want to be like your grandmother.
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