Gram-Cracker

Yesterday was my Grandmother's (Gram-cracker as I like to call her) 93rd birthday. It's amazing the health she is in..good vision, sharp mind, a little hard of hearing but other than that wonderful health..she's a little firecracker. She told me all about her day spent with her seniors group....and she is most certainly their senior. They gobbled down a turkey feast, talked, laughed, and sang happy birthday (which was a huge surprise for her). "The phone hasn't stopped ringing, I feel like a celebrity." Well, to me she is a celebrity. She has seen and experienced more than anyone could ever imagine. She is so wise and...funny! I love hearing the things that come out of her mouth. The things that woman knows are astounding!

Going back to the conversations we had with Eustace on Tuesday..we talked about how our society places so much importance on being youthful and beautiful. To me the most beautiful thing is my Grandma. Like the rings on a tree to show their age she has wrinkles, she has thick thick thick wavy white/gray hair, her back is hunched (she has shrunk 7 inches), I feel that is so she can bring herself to our level, she has knobby hands to show the work that she has done, and a cute little laugh...quite a youthful laugh actually. Her wisdom is by far the most beautiful thing about her.
Today we don't trust or honor our elders and we certainly don't look to them for advice like we should. We look to other youths for advice and guidance and end up even more lost. Elderly people have the answers. I really feel that the youth of today are missing out on something great. Our culture has it so backwards...age, wisdom, and experience are things that are beautiful.
When I get old to be 93 I hope I have lots of wrinkles, lots of stories and I hope I shrink so I can humble myself to the new generation's level.