I just got home from a trip to France to visit my grandmother. It's something that my mother and I do about once year.
For whatever reason, this time it was really clear to me how differently we two see Bubry and the country as a whole. For my mother, Bubry is where she grew up, day in and day out. For me, it's a place full of warm and fuzzy childhood memories of my grandparents spoiling me for one month out of every year.
My family is blessed with lots of extended family. We are extremely blessed because not only do my kids have both sets of grandparents, they also have their beloved great-grandmother, too. My parents and my grandmother live nearby and we have dinner with them every Sunday. Until last year, my husband’s mother and grandmother lived with us. We just lost his grandmother last year. She was 101. Before she left us, she was thrilled to have been present at the college graduations of all of her grandchildren and many of her great-grand-children. I have been increasingly dismayed with a gradual shift that is happening in our family. The chasm between the kids and the elders is widening....more
I grew up with an incredibly crafty grandma. She was talented beyond the norm. If there was a craft out there worth trying, she tried it and nine out of ten times, she rocked it. I always aspired to be like her and try new things. Now in my thirties, married and a mohter of a 2.5 yr old and another on the way, I'm realizing the balance and serenity crafting brings to ones life. Now I am by no means an expert crafter!...more
So the group Alzheimer’s Disease International has released its 2009 World Alzheimer Report, in which it predicts that the number of people suffering from Alzheimer’s and other dementias will double every twenty years for the foreseeable future. By 2050, they calculate, the figure will reach 115.4 million worldwide....more
What should they call me? I’m not the grandmother by blood but the grandmother by love.
When I was growing up in St. Louis, we used to have play-cousins, play-auntees (pronounced “ain-tees”), and play mamas. This was the designation for someone who was like family but not actually a relation.
My granddaughter’s father also has a son, who lives with them half-time. I love him. Initially, I loved him as I love any child who comes within my orb – a general, all-encompassing love. To me, children are ‘sposed to be loved.
Hi everyone. I have been blogging for a couple of years now but the only ones that read my blog were my family and maybe a few friends. I have followed several other blogs for a long while now and would really like to get more involved in this blogging world. My interests are my family which you can see from my blog, crafts, decorating, gardening, most anything to do with my home and how to make it a better place. I would also love to get involved in meeting other women whose children are pretty much grown, and ones who work outside the home....more
Paw used to like to tell this story: Once there was a dog that took up at our house. She was a fairly large yellow dog, gentle and ingratiating. The kind that follows you, and follows you, and follows you everywhere. ...more
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