I was driving today when I saw an Asiana grandma, with a small child on her back. He was riding piggyback, with one of those long, wide wrap thingies wrapped around her and him, to help hold him up. I'd like to think that the lady on the sidewalk was a Korean grandma, holding her grandchild, holding him to herself. It made me smile, and brough unexpected tears to my eyes. We used to have a pink one of those wraps, that my halmonee would use to hold one of the kids she used to babysit. She used to walk around the house, with a toddler on her back. She loved us so much. I really regret not appreciating her more when she was alive.