Musings of a Marfan Mom

To Menininho, From Papa Gary

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Writing for Mama Kat’s Writers’ Workshop prompt #1 (except instead of the letter being to me, it’s to my son).

Dear Menininho,

Grampa Gary here, your mom’s dad.  First of all, let me say, I love your name. It’s the name I’d picked for your mom (your Nona and I thought she was a boy); it’s partly my name. It is, in a word, groovy. However, I still would have preferred your parents to name you Robert or Dylan, after the great Bob Dylan. But what do I know about names, anyway? I gave myself the nickname Juan Garcia and my family came over on the Mayflower.

Now, you don’t remember this, but we met before you were born. My dad, your Great-Grandpa Brown, died a few days before your birthdate and the two of us sat you down and spent those days teaching you how to be a member of the family, what it means to be a Brown. We told you about the family you’d meet once you were born and how much they’d love you, and all that jazz.

But really? We just wanted you to carry on the tradition of driving everyone nuts.

Remember last week, when your mom sat you down with a nutritious lunch of broccoli and whole wheat bread, your favorite? And then she sat down with a bowl of bean with bacon soup and a good book? But something in you cried out for that unnaturally-orange-colored-goodness, and you weren’t happy until you had some. [Specifically, every other bite.]

That was all me. I laughed so hard I thought I’d die…except I’m already dead. Your Nona HATES that soup. HATES IT. And now I get the last laugh because I’ve passed my love of it on to you. I’m a genius.

And while we’re on the topic of smarts, let’s talk about the whole cat-biting incident. Funny? Yes. Totally avoidable? Also yes. Did you forget everything I taught you about animals? 1) Convince your parents to let you have a dog. 2) Never walk behind a strange horse. 3) Don’t bite your cat’s tail.

In all seriousness, I wish I were there to watch you grow up. I wish I were well. But know that I’m having fun with my dad, and we’re keeping close watch on you. Give your Nona a hug for me, stay out of trouble (well, stay out of tooooo much trouble), and know that I love you.

Love,
Grampa Gary aka Grampa Garcia

My dad and Grampa Brown

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  1. This was just beautiful. I love that you took the prompt and turned it into something for your son.

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  2. Gorgeous letter..visiting from mama kats xx

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  3. That was nice and I totally laughed over “don’t bite your cats tail” :)

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  4. AWWWW Maya that was amazing! Seriously have tears in my eyes right now :)

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  5. That was beautiful, Maya.

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  6. Wow. Love this letter.
    I too love how you put this about your son writing to his G pa.
    nice writing!

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  7. Awww geeez, I thought I would be safe from crying while reading blogs but apparently not! Beautiful Maya thank you

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  8. OK – about eating. First, it didn’t take Miles very long to figure out that you eat one thing and feed him another. You want him to eat Broccoli and bread for lunch you have to eat it too. I say, yuck! I’d rather have broccoli and pasta with a little olive oil or Romano cheese (or both). Broccoli and bread is dry and tasteless –
    You have to stop eating that orange soup — it contains all kinds of things that are not good for you and looks like cat vomit besides. Miles liked it because the alternative was broccoli and bread.
    If Gary Blue were here he’d be carrying around 100 pictures of Miles that he would be showing to total strangers saying, “Hey, you want to see the smartest baby on the planet?”
    But he would not want Miles to listen to Taylor Swift anymore – he would make you a Van Morrison or Bob Dylan CD and tell you to teach him about real music.
    I am certain that he is keeping an eye on Miles and laughing his very loud gargalhada.

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    marfmom Reply:

    Heyhey now, we listen to our fair share of Bob Dylan…just not when Mark is around. He doesn’t like “Like a Rolling Stone!”

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  9. Wait-what?

    I what?

    I believe that you are generally the one stopping me from listening to the oldies most of the time. Must I bring up “You Can’t Always Get What You Want” again?

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    marfmom Reply:

    That song is 1) not by Bob Dylan and 2) the devil. Not all oldies are goodies. :-)

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  10. What a sweet letter! I would reccomend not biting a cats tail too! haha

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  11. I would love to have a letter from my dad to my kids. I wish he could have met them!

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