I was scared of gran.
Yet it felt so good when mum
said I looked like her.
As I grew up it became obvious that the reason why she'd seemed scarier to me than to mum at that age was the start of Alzheimer's. The more I've learned of her earlier life the more I've recognised her in me, in ways other than just looks, but the impressions of a five-year-old still colour it all. Happily mum didn't inherit the dementia.