My family and I went back to the UK last week. We did so for my grandmother to see her great-grandchildren again. Living 1000 miles away from each other, I’m sad to say this doesn’t happen often. Sad, and quite often guilty, too. The first time my grandmother met her great-grandson was only months after her husband, my grandfather, died. He lived over 90 years and missed his first great-grandchild by months. So it goes. The play between joy and sadness that defined that day was like... well, it was not like anything really. It was an experience entirely new to me.
I’d like to do something different with the newsletter this week and share with you a piece I wrote a few years ago about that day. It is called “Appetite” and was first published last year in a magazine called Porridge. I’m very fond of it and feel it is the right time to share it here as well.
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