At the end of the visit, I said "Mom, we didn't even give you a chance to get a word in edge wise". Silence for just a wee bit, then, "no, but I liked listening".
When I was a child, I liked listening. At the end of a long day at Gramma Austin's or an aunt or uncle's, the kids would sprawl out on the floor or in the next room on a bed. We'd lay and listen to the adults talk. That was always a good feeling -- relaxing and listening to the grown ups talk. It was good and comforting.
Granny listened and, I think, was comforted.
2 comments:
Ohh-that's a nice picture! Granny looks alert and content.
I've always liked listening to adults also. Especially, when you'd hear something that you knew you would not have heard otherwise!
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