Dad’s mother, my Grandma Mimi, is an astonishment to me. After my grandfather’s death, Grandma Mimi got remarried, and I remember meeting my new step-grandfather Meir just once. Grandma Mimi is the first adult, the first person maybe, who has voiced the worry I carry at all times, about my future, and about my loneliness. “You know that I’m going to have a talk with your mother about all this,” Grandma Mimi tells me now. I can see how much Grandma Mimi is in fact looking forward to the open-field battle of this “talk”, and I know I’ve supplied her with the ammunition.

Source: The Guardian January 19, 2026 14:10 UTC