Granny, what areyou going to do?” Jennifer asked, her eyes all wet and worried. “Everything,” is what I said, for everything is what a granny does, a mother does, a wife does too. It’s what makes us strong. Jennifer, a young grandchild, loves Grandpa Elmer so and wonders why these things are part of life.
Elmer needs an operation. My Elmer, big and always there for family, friends, and always there for me. I worry, but my Jenny need not hear.
For love is part of that vow we take when marriage first begins. It’s sickness or in health we hear, and some folks turn away. They leave when times are tough; and if they do, they leave their very souls behind, when whispered voices say, “I need you. Stay.”
The man upstairs just called a friend, and Granny knows that call is anytime for anyone when they are old and needed somewhere else. She only hopes that Elmer isn’t called right now when Granny needs him most right here in Cloutierville.