Jun 13, 2010 21:18
I sent Grandma some flowers as a pickmeup, but that order ended up getting screwed up. We corrected the problem and it ended up getting her an even prettier potted arangement of Orchids instead of Crysanthanums.
My Grandma's dying of cancer, and she's understandably not too happy about that. It made me sad to hear her on the phone, but thankfully I used my way with clumsy, earnest talking to cheer her up. She also gave me some tips on a couple of things that I'll need to know later in regards to cooking, and plant care.
There were other things too. She told me I sound a lot better than I did when she saw me in my younger days. I was so quiet and withdrawn back then, apparently. I'm still shy now, but I do think I've made progress.
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family