Go Nanna Go Nanna

It was the end of 2013 when I got a phone call from my Mother, My Mother and I didn’t live together, Because she ran away when things got difficult, She said that my beloved Grandmother was ill. She said Nanna may not survive the night , and she knew How much I loved her and would want to see her one last time. I went to the hospital and held back tears. Nanna looked so frail and fragile. Her skin was like a leaf. “Hey Nan what’s happening?” I said stupidly. “Hello Aiden, is that you, I can’t see very well, How are you darling. You sure have grown. Time slowed down and we chatted about the weather. For some reason I stopped being an idiot for a second And realised I didn’t really know this old lady who gave me life. So I asked her about her life. She pointed with a tiny hand to her luggage. Inside I found a photo album, I had never seen before. She had trouble turning the pages so I held the book for her. Wow Nan these photos are amazing. Who are these people? There were men in uniforms and ladies waving them goodbye. There was a photograph of children running down the street. There was a little girl with ice-cream all over her face. There was a man washing an old Ford Buick . Next to him was this beautiful women in a bathing suit, keeping cool. “Wow Nan who was that bathing Beauty?” She didn’t answer me and just closed her eyes. Perhaps I’ll never know.