Babulya

When Channing was a toddler, living outside Moscow, her babulya had sewn fresh pine shavings into scraps of army canvas, and placed them underneath the child’s pillow.

The rest of her body was cold, as if she’d died with her babulya, the last person on earth who had really loved her.

My babulya (grandma) is 91 years old with Parkinson’s disease, but she still exercises as much as she can everyday^([sic]) and makes the most beautiful artwork.