This was something I would have never been able to complete in full. But when I put it on my bucket list I hoped one day I would be able to make a gesture that went some way towards thanking them. Even giving a kidney wouldn’t feel enough they were in no need of kidneys just a bit of manual handling and packing. I lived with my grandparents from 10 years old to 18. And moved back in at 21 when I went to university. Like most families at times we didn’t always see eye to eye, we argued and drove each other crazy; but they did everything in their power to support me and I’ll never forget that.
When I moved out and got married I felt like I couldn’t be their to support them as I no longer lived so close. A few phone calls a week didn’t feel enough. Although we are only 40 miles away the distance does make me feel a little disconnected from their day to day lives.
A few weeks ago I was given the privilege to help them, to go some way to make a small gesture to show a bit of love and gratitude.
They moved house, from a three bed to a one bed. Which meant a lot of packing, down sizing and shifting furniture. My husband and I went over as many times as we could and offered all the help we could. Four days of packing and arguing over how many whisks or colanders a person needs.
No gesture will ever feel big enough. But it was nice to do something! To show them I love them and to be useful, to make a difference to their day.
until I win the lottery and buy them their own massive house and cleaners and a person chef it seems that’s all I can do.