A Mother’s Undying Love Lives On
My mother is holding me while surrounded by my loving dad, sister and grandfather. Naturally I don’t remember that day, but I’ll always remember the love she generously gave me and everyone else.
As an only child, she was “over protected” from ever learning how to ride a bicycle, roller skate or even whistle.
She instilled in me her passion for learning how to create things, rather than buy a cheaply made version.
Now as a grandmother, her influencing love for creativity lives on through me to the great-grandchildren she never met.
A school assignment for my grandchildren was to write stories in their journals.
My daughter shared my grandson’s journal entry on the subject, “Tell about an interesting person you have met.”
Nate wrote, “The interesting person I have met is my grama. She makes cool things like hovercrafts. The best thing I think she made is the hovercraft.”
The drawing shows a smiling Nate with a hovercraft, we made at Camp Grandma.
A used CD is super glued to the top portion of a plastic bottle. After blowing up the balloon, it is attached to the bottle’s stopper.
The air from the balloon makes the hovercraft float across the table.