The title of this post is my new pickup line. But it's also a line I heard my Grandma say to her husband, my dear step-grandfather, as she was getting him ready for bed. He was giving her a hard time ("talking crazy" - as he sometimes does, a symptom of his old age), and that was just about the meanest thing that came out of her mouth!
What strikes me is how patient she is. Where the heck did she learn that? I'm just about the most impatient person that ever was. I don't even know how we share the same lineage. She is dependably kind, honest and loving. Most impressively in situations where this line originated from. No one would fault her for throwing up her hands and taking a much deserved break. But she keeps to her dutiful routine of managing all aspects of the house and being the caregiver.
Back to how this relates to me... will I learn this with age and experience? Or did she always have this trait? I'm sure raising three kids contributed. Let alone managing her relationships with the adult version - 3 awesomely opinionated, confident, outspoken women - with three extremely different personalities! And don't even get me started on the wide array of personalities in her grandchildren, OR the steps (there isn't a blog long enough).
And while she's not busy handling business around the house, she's learning to skype (pretty impressive (and open minded) for an 80-something), delivering meals on wheels, line dancing, bible studying or socializing.
Incredible energy, patience and determination. Fabulous role model!
