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A few years ago, my grandmother (my bio father’s mother) told me that she’d made my aunt (her daughter) promise to take me to Greece, since I’m the only grandchild who cares and she (my grandmother) will never be able to do it herself.

I’ve just been thinking about it because our relationship is complex (she was awful to my mother, my bio father didn’t even raise me and she was a pretty shitty mother to him, etc), but she was thrilled to get a hold of me on my birthday and Dad says she’s been very sick. I'd written her a thank-you note for my birthday present that I then forgot to send because I didn't have a stamp when I wrote it, so of course I rushed to send it off today, but ... it's complicated. From some conversations I've had with my cousins, it seems like she's told me more about her family and her past than she has the other grandkids that she's spent vastly more time with, and I was able to help track down information about her father and the very tiny Greek village her family came from, and so on. Yet I don't think she really knows me.

This isn't going anywhere—I was thinking of how I'm not Greek in the way she is, and that's partly because our relationship is so messy, but it's enough to be twitchy about certain narratives and aggravated about how she's sometimes treated within the family and so forth. Strange though she is, I hope she's okay. :\