Thirty-One

Grandma Emma is here.

She arrived about 30 minutes ago.

My dad picked her up at the airport.

Did she greet me with a big grandmotherly bear hug? 

No.

Of course not.

She barely looked at me when she came in.

I felt invisible.

Then finally we made eye contact and she gave me a tiny nod.

That's it.

No hug.   No smile.

She acts so depressed.

It makes ME depressed.  

I hope she's not staying for long.  



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