Tears and Dish Cloths

I'm having such a good visit with my Grandmother.  Every night I tuck her into bed and we talk for a little while.  Each time it ends with her teary eyes as she thanks me for caring for her.  I can't help but get choked up along with her.  It's so SWEET!  AND THEN, to top that, there are only a few things she can still do for entertainment.  She does word searches, reads and knits.  Yesterday afternoon, she told me she wanted to give me something.  Out of her little knitting bag she pulled out a perfectly finished dish cloth.  "I want you to have this," she said.  I about cried.  Even with Alzheimer's, she's still so grateful and giving.

Maybe that's what it means to get older and wiser.  You understand what's really important.

I might add a character like in her in my NaNoWriMo story.  Perhaps that'll give it the boost it needs to get over the 25,000 word hump.  Of course that's nothing compared to Stephanie Perkins 14,000 in a DAY!  Zoowie!!