Granny.

Yesterdaynight, just when I arrived at the christmas-market, I received a text messages from my mum that my grandmother is in the hospital again. Bam, that's when the good mood went away.
My grandmother or 'mamie' like whe call her, means everything to us. She lives only 5 minutes away from my parents house and since I was 12 I practically lived there. Now that I study in Ghent, every weekend I stay at my grannie's house :-) In our eyes, she's indestructible. She's 80 years old, but she talks non-stop to everyone who crosses her path, she walks from one store to another to get what she needs, she cooks all day long for us, even if we're not hungry. And everyone just keeps saying, calm down. But it's impossible to keep her still. She's just a bizzy bee.

But indestructible grandmothers also seem to have their weaknesses, two weeks ago she had for the first time in the part of her life where she's supposed to be called "an old lady", a bad experience caused to her age. A little stroke in her brains made her end up in the hospital for a week, nothing really bad happened because they were early with her, but still. I just feel that when older people start to struggle with their health, it's a street with no end. So yesterdaynight I heard that she was in the hospital again, a bleeding in her stomach caused by the medication that she takes. I'm really scared that something terrible will happen. And now that I'm leaving on Erasmus, I feel like I'm leaving her alone. She's really holds our family together. We wouldn't know what to do without her. Can't wait to visit her tonight probably she'll just lay their smiling and talking like 2 weeks ago, pretending like she's on a holiday in some fancy resort in the Bahamas. Our 'mamie' you can't not adore her.