avatarB.R. Shenoy

Summary

The author reminisces about their late grandmother, Shanta, who embodied kindness, patience, and resilience, and imparted valuable life lessons.

Abstract

The author pays tribute to their grandmother, Shanta, describing her as a gentle, serene, and accommodating presence in their life. Shanta, whose name meant peace and calm, was known for her warm demeanor, eagerness to learn English despite the challenges, and her exceptional cooking skills. The author cherishes the memories of her authentic Indian dishes and the trust she placed in them. Despite facing personal losses and struggles with Alzheimer's, Shanta remained a beacon of hope and strength. Her legacy of wisdom, patience, and resilience continues to influence the author, who honors her memory with deep love and gratitude.

Opinions

  • The author expresses immense gratitude for having known their grandmother, highlighting her as the epitome of a kind soul.
  • Shanta is remembered for her pleasant disposition, always ready to assist without seeking anything in return but love and appreciation.
  • The author fondly recalls Shanta's sense of humor and her ability to laugh at herself when learning English, showcasing her humility and perseverance.
  • Shanta's cooking is remembered as a labor of love, with the author emphasizing the authenticity and emotional connection to her dishes.
  • The author reflects on the trust Shanta placed in them during her battle with Alzheimer's, an act that deeply honored the author.
  • Shanta's resilience in the face of personal losses and her philosophy on aging are seen as profound insights into life's journey.
  • The author feels blessed by Shanta's influence, which has instilled in them qualities of wisdom, patience, and resilience.

LIFE LESSONS

What My Grandmother Taught Me

My Grandma will forever be remembered as the best person I knew

Credit: B.R. Shenoy

“Grandmas hold our tiny hands for just a little while but our hearts forever.” — Anonymous

My late grandmother was the gentlest, sweetest, dearest lady you could ever meet. I will always be grateful that I had so many years to get to know such a kind soul.

Lovely Lady Inside and Out

I can still picture her vividly in my mind. Plump and pretty with long gray strands in a messy bun on the back of her head.

She was forever draped in simple cotton saris, preferring to wear silk saris only for outings and special occasions.

She was my mother’s mother. We called her Mamama. Her name, Shanta, means serenity and calm, which perfectly described her.

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Accommodating Nature

She had a pleasant disposition and radiated warm, friendly energy. She stayed out of arguments and never raised her voice to anyone.

She was always ready and willing to assist anyone in any way she could without a moment’s hesitation. She attended to everyone in the family with kindness and compassion.

In return, she just wanted to be needed and loved by all those around her.

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Eager Student of English

She had a marvelous sense of humor and appreciated a good joke.

Thankfully, she had the remarkable ability to laugh at herself when she mispronounced American words, so she did not take offense when we corrected her.

Granny only spoke her mother tongue and was eager to learn English. She would come to us, pen and paper in hand, jotting down words and phrases like a small child.

No matter how hard she tried, she could not quite master the English language. However, we had to give her credit for trying.

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Wonderful Cook

I have dozens of incredible memories as a child of consuming foods lovingly prepared for me by my Grandma. Her dishes were authentic and labor-intensive and not something that one could easily replicate.

The foods she made still bring a flood of warm fuzzy happy memories when I taste anything similar to them.

I can still remember the taste of her crisp and savory dosas with creamy homemade butter.

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Alzheimer’s Diagnosis

Grandma lost her husband and two of her six children, which left her broken-hearted. Yet, she never lost hope or gave up on life. She remained strong and persevered.

I recall how she only trusted me to hold her handbag for her while she left to use the restroom at my cousin’s wedding in India.

I was deeply honored by the trust she placed in me that day.

At the time, she had become suspicious of family members and believed they were stealing her possessions.

Her mind was frail at the time, and she was gradually succumbing to Alzheimer’s. About a year earlier, she had gone for a stroll and could not find her way home.

She had gotten completely lost in a nearby community.

Fortunately, strangers exhibited the same sense of kindness that she radiated and led her back home.

She used to say that older adults become children once again later in life. In hindsight, I recognize how true her statement was.

She passed away at the age of 84 from Alzheimer’s.

Final Thoughts

I am blessed to have known such a lovely human being. She taught me to be wise, patient, and resilient. I will always love her and miss her.

She will always be on my mind and in my heart.

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Life Lessons
Grandmother
Alzheimers
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