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Going to East Cupcake

I remember my Grandma Z as bubbly. Words bubbled out of her mouth. Her blonde wavy hair bubbled around her eyes. She bubbled around the house. Making breakfast, finding our shows on TV, finishing her chores on Sunday mornings, so we could go, as she would say, “Out! Out!! Out!!!”

My funny Gram didn’t make any sense! She liked to say “snuggle bunny keechee koo.” That meant it was bed time. She liked modern music but couldn’t figure out the lyrics. “Boooo-deeee-guuyyyy!!!” is how it always came out when she sang along in her shrill, bubbly voice. Or when people were talking too much about things that didn’t interest her, she would look at us and sing out, “Boo-dee-guyyy!!!!” (Boo-dee-guyy is now a word in my family. Used when talking about things we don’t quite get. “What was he talking about anyways?” “I don’t know. He’s all like boo-dee-guyy, right?”)

Gram told me she talked to sparrows (and they talked back) and she took me and my sister on long rides on Sundays. To East Cupcake. Which meant she had no idea where we were going. We didn’t care. We always felt like anything was possible and something good was about to happen!

Gram has been gone for 20 years. Still, though, my best days as an adult are when I call up the feeling of being a kid piling into Gram’s car, Esmeralda. Gram said Esmeralda knew where to go. All we had to do was get on board, have fun, and see where we ended up! Adults claimed this to be an untruth because, direction-wise, Gram, Esmeralda, and we were often lost. Knowing where we were on the map was not the important part to us, though.

My grandmother was a master of simplicity – happy, kind, and free. But she also owned a deep and private sadness. Her favorite song was Imagine. She’d stop mid-kitchen and stare, forgetting to stir her cake batter, singing along teary eyed. She knew every single word.

 

This painting ismagical-city-dinas-ledrithiol-caerdydd-cardiff1-300x300 by Welsh artist Rhiannon Roberts. Here is her website where you can see more of her work and hear her describe her art. It looks and feels just like going to East Cupcake with my Gram!

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