Oh, that granddaughter

I just don't know what to do with that girl. I thought her experience with that boyfriend out in Denver had changed her. Evidently not. 

Is she in a rut? Doesn't she understand the freedom she has being out on her own?

None of us likes change, but I'm worried she might never enjoy life on her own. Supposedly, her library coworker is like a brother to her. But I highly doubt that. She's just telling me a story. I can sense it, you know.

Maybe he can keep her grounded. She has no sense of direction. This I know. She got lost once while coming home from middle school. (sigh) She kept going around and around the school block. Made her mother a nervous wreck. So it was me who had to take care of it.

Don't know if she just takes after her mother, perhaps. I love her with all my heart. After all, she's my closest grandchild. The rest live on the East or the West Coast. I never got to know them, quite like I did Macy.

Macy, Macy, Macy..what are we going to do with you?

Gram Jeanette