Once in a while, I fly back to my parents’ home in Denver to see my grandmother.
- She had been the one left to take care of things after my parents died in a tragic accident a few years back.
I was already married and raising a family in a different city where I worked for a fortune five company as an executive. However, whenever I can, I make sure to visit my grandma. She is still energetic and bubbly despite being 87 years old. I think I get my drive from her as she never seems to stop. I can count the number of times she has fallen ill as she takes excellent care of her health and body. She prefers to stay alone, unless with her family members. I never worried so much about her because she had great neighbors who didn’t hesitate to tell me when some things were off. I love this one neighbor, Elsie. She is in her 50s and likes to call herself Granny’s police. Every time I visit, I bring her some cannabis because she enjoys having a puff or two every once in a while. It makes her happy, and that is all she ever wants in life. Her children also get her a good supply from the cannabis dispensary nearby. It is difficult to tell that she is terminally ill. Her attitude is so positive, and she is ever jovial. She uses cannabis to numb her pain, but she loves to bake and share with all her neighbors most of the time. Ms. Elsie is a breath of fresh air, and I believe she carries within her the spirit of the Denver people: to be kind no matter what is happening around them.