Just got back from visiting Nan at the hospital.
She's a little bit down today... I wish I could help, but she seems to be mourning my late grandpop, who passed even before I was gone. It was very hard.... Nan raised me quite a bit as a young'un and I feel a great sense of helplessness when she gets like this. All I can do is hold her hand and try and cheer her up. Nod nod nod, listen listen listen.
Got her fresh flowers though, which seemed to cheer her up. I got her yellow roses, and when I made my way to the hospital, it seemed like they bloomed on the way :o Ok, granted, I've just come off 4 overnighters in a row and I'm not exactly running at full brain power; haven't even slept from last shift!
But for some reason, as I walked to Nan's ward, I found myself muttering to the flowers. I told the roses that they were gorgeous (they were) and asked them to bring Nan some cheer. I hope (i) that there's a flower goddess somewhere who'll let the roses bloom fully and (ii) I think I'm loosing it lol.
But once I got there and put them were Nan could see'em, it seemed like Nan's personal starburst of sunshine had arrived. And it worked... she kept on looking at them and admiring them. I'm really really REALLY glad I made the effort to go down early.
Ok. Think I need to go to bed now.....
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