I felt my heart leap with joy as I laid my eyes on the elderly woman standing in the doorway. She was wearing a crisp white top with navy blue jeans, and I couldn’t help but smile with anticipation.
I was finally meeting Brian’s mom. Kimberly as finally meeting her grandmother. Kimberly held tightly on to my hand squirming in excitement. She glanced up at the lady who returned her stare with an inquisitive look. We were obviously unfamiliar to her, so this was expected.
“What can I do for you?” the woman politely inquired.
Kimberly exclaimed, “Grandma” with enthusiasm. The woman looked at Kimberly and smiled cautiously. “ I am sorry, I don’t know who you are, can I help you?” she asked.
“I am Brian’s wife, and this is Kimberley, we are here to visit,” I said with a smile.
The woman frowned indicating that something was wrong. I was aware of the tension between Brian and his family, but I hoped that at least she would put that aside and at least offer a polite greeting.
