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May 7, 2009
Remembering Grandma This Mothers Day
With Mothers Day approaching I count myself lucky to still have both my parents alive, I am one of the few people in my age group that does. Mom is 81 and in fragile health. I will be visiting her.
While there I will be taking flowers to my paternal grandmother, Nettie, who is buried in Rose Hill Cemetary. I can remember her taking me to that cemetary 50 years ago on Memorial Day, there would be music by Veterans groups, flags on all the graves of servicemen, and lots and lots of real flowers, this was long before artificial flowers. There was a beautiful limestone fountain as tall as a house that a brass band would stand near and play. She would tell me with pride how her father (my great grandfather) helped build that fountain as he was a limestone carver. Grandma always decorated every family grave that she knew existed. Now there is only me to do this, as I'm the one who grew up to be interested in geneology. Grandma gave me more than this gift of family and history. She bought me Barbie when they first arrived in stores, and later Chatty Cathy, who I still have. My first bike, numerous party dresses, and formals. All sorts of advice, which I thought silly at times but cherish now. She showed me a strong woman who survived the Depression, divorce, cancer (3 times!!)and whatever life threw at her. I inherited her ability to 'cook from scratch', win an arguement, and raise flowers of all kinds.In the picture above she was 12 years younger than I am now...that is me hanging on to her. I was always close to her, perhaps moreso than my own mother.
She died at age 88 and was buried the day I found out I would have my first grandaughter. Oh how she would love her and her sister. I hear myself sounding like her many times now and silently laugh to myself. I miss her so. Happy Mothers Day Grandma, hope you like the flowers.
Posted by terriermama