I thought I would share about my beloved grandmother today. I was blessed to live by both of my grandmothers while growing up - Grandma Williams and Grandma Gibbs. Grandma Williams lived about 2 miles from us, while Grandma Gibbs lived about 7 miles away. Grandma Williams was an extra-special grandma. Here is a picture of us when I was about four (and also a very messy tomboy!).
She would travel on the train back East for 6-13 weeks at a time each year to visit her family, while we all stayed back in California. While there, she would always write to me. Each letter had the day that she wrote it at the top right hand corner and usually after she closed, she would mention everything they had for dinner. One time she wrote me a "pretend" letter - acting like we were all rich and were going to the governor's house for a ball, etc. I loved getting these letters in the mail! She would always close with "XOXO plus a million". Here is a close up of one (I know it's not a very good picture but you get the idea).
Last year, I framed them in floating frames and hung them over a cabinet in my dining room (top picture - Fletcher, our cat, is dashing away from the camera!).
I remember one Christmas we were getting all of the Christmas decorations out and we couldn't find our stockings anywhere! I called my Grandma and told her they were lost. The next time I saw her (which was probably a couple days later), she had sewn and embroidered four new stockings for us kids. I still use that stocking to this day! She has been gone for 34 years now but I have very sweet memories of her!
What wonderful memories! Your Grandma was a very special lady. I love that you framed her letters--amazing that you still have them after all these years.
ReplyDeleteYour blog is starting out quite nicely. It's lovely! Thanks for sharing it with me.
Just to let you know, I think you are off to a great start! I'm relatively new to blogging for other people (I've had a personal use blog for years) so I don't know how much that counts for.
ReplyDeleteMy grandmother made cinnamon rolls. Every generation there is a search to find the one who can remake the recipe since it isn't written down. For my generation it is me. At Christmas, people cry most every time they tell a story from their childhood about the cinnamon rolls because the memory becomes so vivid. In this way, my grandmother gets to live through me and be there every year.
I never realized just how special and amazing that was until reading your entry. Thank You.
Granola Girl
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Hi! Thanks so much for stopping by and commenting on my birthday, lurker or not. Lol! I love your sweet blog and just love what you did with your grandmother's letters. What wonderful memories. :) I am following your blog now, if you don't mind. :)
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Michelle
I love your idea! What a beautiful way to display something so special!
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by today - it's so nice to "meet" you! :)
Enjoy the weekend!
What wonderful memories you have of your grandmother! My grandparents lived in Oakland until my grandfather retired. I remember staying overnight with them and my grandmother taking me to Fairyland. Ever go there? We took our son when he was young.
ReplyDeleteYou know, I don't think I ever went to Fairyland but I think it's still there. Gee ... I don't think I'm too old to go now ... I think I will!
ReplyDeleteI just love Grandparent memories, don't you?? :-)