Grandma was sitting in front of the TV again. Watching her favorite ball players and answering puzzles correctly until she felt too tired to continue. Always looking for a playful fight with her favorite grandsons.
Grandpa was reading the newspaper again. Always gathering information about politics and world affairs, and then telling others what he could. Informing his family of what’s happened in Washington that weekend.
Grandma was hunched over outside again. Dirt collecting under her nails and caked to her palms as she planted new flowers in front of the house. A calm Thursday afternoon, not too chilly for April, full of birds chirping around her.
Grandpa was working downstairs again. Always tasked with some new project and asking my help when he didn’t really need it. Showing me how to use tools and measure things correctly, and telling stories of things he’s made in the past.