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Missing Jews (Eat your heart out John Waite)

January 6th, 2008 Leave a comment Go to comments

Sitting here freezing my ass off in my sister’s basement, my mind wandered to the thought of my grandparents and great grandparents. How lucky I was as a kid to have both sets of great grandparent and both sets of grandparents around. I got so much from each of them. Particularly an eating disorder.

“Sit. Eat.” They always said.

“But Grandma, we just left Beefsteak Charlie’s,” I protested. (Of course I didn’t have the heart to mention ‘pigging out’ at the endless shrimp bar.) I was no match for her and she made a point of ignoring me.

So we ate. Again.

Now I fill that empty pit I feel in my soul with food. It’s a wonder I’m not fat.

But I’ve veered dangerously off track. The point is I miss my grandparents who gave me so much more than an eating disorder: The unconditional love I felt from each of them is something for which I still yearn.

“Missing You” by John Waite

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