My given names are that of my two grandmothers, ladies who were as opposite as ying and yang. All my life I have been at odds with myself, perhaps trying to assimmilate the qualities I inheritated and learned from these very different women, here's where I Wander... just as I wrote this it became clear to me that these remarkable women shared commonalities I've never considered .Note to self: plant seed for thought.
As a child and teenager, I had ready access to both grannies, and used this priviledge to my full advantage.
Grandmother Ying had tailored, clear plastic slipcovers on all her sofas and arm chairs. We often shared "HighTea" (never in the living room, not a teddy bear in sight) Tiny sandwiches , cut in shapes with copper cutters, tiny sweets that defied eating politely. Grandma Ying taught me that time set aside for perfectly steeped tea was not only civilized, but feels a little extravagent.
Grannie Yang's living room was so crowded that you could climb right across, from one end of the living room to the other, without touching the floor. I learned this because she showed me how. We often spent time in her garden, prodding, poking and encouraging her variety of fruits, vegetables and flowers. Grannie Yang taught me that carrots tasted best fresh from the ground, and that " a little bit of dirt was good for you."
I have a grandaughter. I do not have the responsibility of raising her. I have the joy of sharing who I am with her. One of things we love to do is sharing tea and cookies,cuddled on the sofa. I can thank Grandmas Ying and Yang for that.
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