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Be Careful Mom!

Normally I am on a receiving line of a lecture but today, I am telling my mother to be careful! Last night I spoke to my mom and she had just returned from a trip to see my grandma "Up North" aka Tawas. She goes up to visit with my grandmother every couple of weeks now that my grandfather has passed away and helps her with errands, household chores and of course, just to visit.

Mom and I were talking about everything when all the sudden she says "I almost died this weekend." I am like "What?!!!?" I guess during this past trip Mom was cleaning out the attic above the gargage. She was bringing items down a ladder as my grandmother can no longer get up there. She was making her last trip down when for some reason she just fell with a laundry basket of items. My grandmother, who's in her 80's saw her falling and inorder to block her fall and to prevent her from slamming into cement she put herself in the line of fire. So my mom falls on my grandma. I immediately interrupted and asked "You didn't kill grandma did you?"

Mom was never so scared in her life and felt completely bad that she landed on her mum. But I am happy to report they are both ok. All I could remember is when we got the call that Steve had fallen and had a collapsed lung. Anyway, grandma's quick thinking probably saved mom from at the very least a broken leg as Mom walked away with a badly scratched leg and Grandma got a black eye and a sore wrist.

Black eyes aside its sound like my mom and grandma had an eventful visit. Mother who likes to make trips to the local Indian Casino's every once in a while stopped in to one at the start of her trip. My mom asked the "Indian Gods" to please let her win a little bit of money. So because my mother is extremely lucky the Indian Gods granted her wish and gave her a $150 bucks. Aparrently mom and grandma had a ton of fun blowing the money by eating out everyday. Only my mother can ask the Indian Gods for a little bit of money and win. This was not passed down to me. My brother yes, as he has the same kind of luck in the casino but me, no.

Besides eating out at various local restaurants my grandmother asked my mother to help her bury my grandfather's ashes. My grandpa passed away the day the Hub and I returned from Fiji on our honeymoon. He was cremated. My grandmother thought it was finally time to let go and so her and my mother went to the cemetary. My grandmother had found a lovely poem to read and then she asked my mom to say a few words. My grandma didn't want to make a big affair out of it. Which I think was sweet in a way because it was her time to say good-bye to the love of her life. It was a sunny beautiful Michigan day.

So in this moment, I am thinking about my grandpa and wishing him well as he moves on to the next phase. If anyone is going to have fun it would be him. For those of you whom I spoke to about my grandpa this is the "ghost grandpa." So I am sure he is having a heckofa good time finding out the answers to all of God's little mysteries.

And mom, make sure you be careful and don't fall on grandma anymore! :)

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