Super Bubby

Sorry, Bubby, I have play practice that night.
Tomorrow isn’t going to work for me, but we can go out another time for sure!
Oh, I don’t go out to eat anymore. It’s sooo unhealthy, you know?

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It’s almost like Perela’s granddaughters don’t like her anymore. Or — maybe even worse — they’ve decided she’s boring.

Perela loves her grandkids. She really, really does. When she first met Avigail, blue-eyed and tiny and delicate, she had cradled her for hours, had taken her through rough nights and afternoon breaks. Sara and Devora were the same. And for over a decade, she was their favorite person, the Bubby they jostled each other to reach, the grandmother they all begged to have sleepovers with.

There was a time when Devora wouldn’t even eat unless it had been Perela feeding her. For her fifth birthday present, Avigail had just asked to spend Shabbos with Bubby. There are more grandchildren now, of course, beautiful babies growing into beautiful children whom she loves very much, but there will always been something special about the oldest three local granddaughters, a connection that will never change.