During Pesach, before she went home, Josh's grandmother pulled me aside to give me her crystal cake plate. She recently moved from her apartment to a senior community and didn't have space for everything and she told me that she wanted me to have this, the reason being that cake plays a large role in our relationship.
I am not going to be able to adequately put into words how much this meant to me. I am used to being adored by my own grandmother who has known me since birth. It is quite another thing to be loved by Josh's grandmother, who notices the small things about me (my love of baking cakes) and presents a gift that speaks volumes. She knows how much family means to me--I have certainly pestered her enough times to recount stories for me from Josh's family so I can writes them down for the twins--and this cake plate brings with it history. A cake plate is the perfect fit--I am not a jewelry person or a clothing person. I am an old-pictures-or-serving-pieces person.
And beyond that, when she introduces us to strangers, she refers to both of us as her grandchildren. Only if the person questions everyone's relationship does she clarify and state that Josh is her grandson and I am his wife. But until pressed, we are all her grandchildren--those that she has known since childhood and those that have married into the family--and though I started this post by calling her Josh's grandmother, she is simply called Grandma by all of us as well, never differentiating which great-grandmother is from my family and which one comes from Josh's side.
Here is one of those places where words fail--it means more than I can express that she has taken me as a granddaughter rather than a woman who has married her grandson. It is a small distinction, but like the gift, it speaks volumes.
When she gave me the cake plate, she told me that she wanted me to have something to remember her by which made me profoundly sad to consider that future. It is hard to live in the moment with a mind that can comprehend the future--by which we all have this problem. And I am just trying to enjoy today, which includes both the cake I baked yesterday and Grandma, visiting her at her new senior community in Pennsylvania.
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