Mom saw her as “the wind beneath her wings”. We all did. By the time I was born she was an old woman, with long lanky wrinkled legs and arms, her face lined by decades of smiles, and smoking. She was well-loved, for her spirit, her mind, and her distinctive style. She believed in UFO’s and “do unto others as you would have done onto … Continue reading My Cheeky Grandma
“There is no death, daughter. People die only when we forget them,’ my mother explained shortly before she left me. ‘If you can remember me, I will be with you always.” Isabel Allende – Eva Luna …more Gone, But Not Forgotten Continue reading There Is No Death
THE DAILY PROMPT – Your home is on fire. Grab five items (assume all people and animals are safe). What did you grab? Oh, to have a strong back, bigger hands, maybe resemble the hulk … than the first would be the Hoosier Cabinet. It was my Great Grandmothers, and it’s priceless to me. So, failing that; § my Camera § my lil’Mac Mini § … Continue reading Those Precious Things
Love is so many things, at different times. Love of a child, a mate, an idea. In my collection of photos, in the old of my grandparents and my own shots, there are a few that stand out. This one-shot for me though says it all. This shot is of my Grandparents, it was taken around the mid-late 1930’s. From this one picture, you can … Continue reading It’s in the Look
Here is the first of the Old Photos. The beach shots are late 1930’s – some shots early 1940’s. The others range. The baby pic I know would have been about 1909 – the year Grandpa D was born. I actually still have the camera some of the shots were taken with – Grandpa D’s Kodak Jiffy Six-20. Grandpa was too old during WWII for … Continue reading Old Photos
Tonight will be the 11th anniversary of my Moms death. At only 54 years old, and a new Grandma only 2 months, at 5:45 pm my Mom passed away at home with all of us around her. I remember the old Maple out front was still golden. Enya was playing on the CD player, and Dad had just told Mom, finally, that he was ready to … Continue reading One by One
by PaulaB 