What if she made me feel important?

By Lynne Cory

What if as a young boy, my son went alone to visit his dad’s mother and she loved him and played games with him and cooked things he loved and gave him special attention that he could not get in our active bigger family?

What if my grandmother thought I, from birth, was the most special one on the planet and made special food for me (fresh strawberries and San Francisco Sour Dough Bread with real butter) and brightened every time I saw her?

What if just one person, loving us, can give us the confidence to go forth in the world?