This post has been drafted, deleted and postponed. The word Treasure was taken from the list of words given in one of the BloggingU assignments.
My beloved Grandma [maternal] passed in July. She was a real gem. A treasure trove of stories and lessons. I grew up with her. She taught me to sleep neatly, eat neatly [but quickly], dress neatly, cook neatly and clean neatly. She taught me about discipline and tough love. She told me to rely on no one but the Creator. She told me never to worry about anyone who ever wronged me, because there is a higher power to take care of that.
She also made the best green beans! I did not eat green beans, unless she made it. There were days that I longed for green beans and I would conjure up the imagery of her pot of green beans, so vividly, that I could almost taste it. I cannot replicate that dish, but yesterday I made a pot of green beans in honour and memory of my Gran.
There are priceless lessons and golden memories, from my Gran, that I will forever treasure….but none more precious than the day she bade me ” Salaam” [salāmسلام, the Arabic word for “peace”] for the last time.
Pretty much all I know…is that the value of green beans just sky-rocketed!