My youngest granddaughter is a sophomore at Rice University in Houston. Her schedule worked for me to fly to Houston from Arkansas to have a visit.

We made plans for our afternoon together.
It began with lunch. We met at a local restaurant, Kâu Ba. Over lunch we began our 5-hour chat.

We talked about all the things going on in her life. Classes. A new job. Housing for next year. Study abroad this summer. On and on.

I found such delight in her smile as she talked.

After lunch we walked down the block to the coffee shop/bakery, Common Bond.

Coffee in hand, we Ubered to the Rice campus I’m a huge Uber fan, especially when I come to the big city to visit. The conversations I’ve had with the drivers are so interesting.
A short walk to Moody Museum for the exhibit Hayv Kahraman: The Foreign in Us. Gut Feelings. It was about the microbes within our body – those that harm us. We actually found some of it thought provoking.



Next up was the basketball game. Rice has a player who is remarkable and is quite the scorer. I was anxious to see her play. Sadly, she did not suit up for play. Other players were on fire!

Play was fast and furious. We cheered and cheered. And cheered some more. But Memphis overpowered Rice. Still, the fast and furious play was fun.

Our time together passed too quickly!
I have gratitude beyond measure for our time together.

Can you please be my Grandma?
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So many thoughts on this post but I’ll just echo “Anonymous’” comment – Please be my grandma.
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