"Memory and Mime" drabbles by VerityAlways

Tribute to Ti, my grandma

Memory and Mime

Ti meant magic, miracles, motherly, mentor and all the good things. We shared all our firsts, school, cries, laugh, and lesson with Ti
Ti became our exclamation.
She was a genius cook, math and sudoku wizard. That meant the compulsive nightstand made with puzzle books was all solved in ink.
I can't imagine what we would've been without Ti, as we owe her more daily.
A woman who we are proud of and hope to make proud by living and trying to make a difference in the world she envisioned for us.
Happy Birthday, Ti. Forever young in our hearts.

You had me at Hello..

Memory and Mime

'Hello' from Grandma comes in many articulations-

Too much of a morning? hello
Accusation allos like You're late to school, homework, tests!

Early teens,
Watch your tone hellos
Why are you frowning heys

Late teens,
Midnight snack hellos
Simply stress relieving heys
I am always here hi's

Adolescent,
I am an Iron lady, hello
Yeah, its painful, but I can manage

Later, hellos & sighs meant
Okay, come along,
Are you there?
Will you listen?
Will you stay?...

"Hello? Grandma? Grandmaaa?"

I dial her,
"Hello?"
Like summing my million moods comes the unsaid "I'm always with you." from her voicemail.

Sing for me?

Memory and Mime

I wait outside grandpa's door patting patterns with my feet when he calls me in. He comes to lift me, thinking I woke up to the rumbling thunder. I shake my head.
"No? Then your nosey?"
I nod. Colds are nightmares.

"Okay, sleep on my shoulder?"
"Will you sing? LaLaLal'ah"
It's the sacred notes hummed to make me sleep. A ritual on every cold/cough.
He sings.
"Grandpa? Walk?"
"Okay, Lala,Lala. Lala,Lala"
After a few minutes, he sighs into a chair, yawning.

"Grandpa...?"
The ritual begins again.
"Grandpa, it's LalaLal'ah not LalaLala"

I lulled. He still hummed in his sleep LalaLal'ah...