Sunday, May 13, 2007

A glimpse into the past - two wonderful women

Today is Mother's Day and my Grandmother's birthday. What a wonderful day to celebrate and honor two of the most important women in my life.

My Mother...



My mother left this world early (1938-1982) after battling mental illness for most of her adult life. I miss her sense of humor and pay tribute to the fact that in life, she did the best she could. I plan to bead something in her honor one of these days. I'm still working through how I want to do that and will let it come to me through beads when it feels right. Here's to you Mom - you still make me smile.


My Grandmother...


Me and my grandma - 1995


My son and my grandmother - 1997

My grandmother (Grace) is probably the single most inspiring person I have met. I miss our wonderful conversations and her positive outlook on everything. Mostly I miss her unconditional love and the way she made me feel special. She continues to be a very important influence in my life. She lived a good long life 1900-1998, and I'm grateful for every minute spent with her. Here's to you grandma... I can still hear your wonderful giggle.
Posted by at

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Grace, what a wonderful collection of your work, your family and words of wisdom....I have enjoyed every minute here and will visit often. You are a very inspiring woman in every way....Thanks so much....
((((hugs))))
Maggie Robinson

11:57 AM

Post a Comment

Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

Leaves of Grass

This is what you shall do: Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to every one that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing known or unknown or to any man or number of men, go freely with powerful uneducated persons and with the young and with the mothers of families, read these leaves in the open air every season of every year of your life, re-examine all you have been told at school or church or in any book, dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body - Walt Whitman