She has 60 more years of experience, wisdom, and history under her belt.
She cared for me as a child. Helped to raise me during my horribly angsty pre-teen years.
Now I get to return the favor, and have the privileged to live with and serve her with all the love and care she has always shown me.
In doing so, I get to glean from her all the things I never knew I needed to know, and all the things I worried I would never get a chance to know.
Like katzenjammer kids.
And how to make spanish rice just the way she likes it.
And how to make the perfect zweibach.
And . . . the list goes on.
I never want to forget the words of wisdom she imparts, the humerus things she says and does, and the lessons I’ve learned from caring for grandma.