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Belong.
I feel like I've recently touched on this word, and I well, maybe it's been longer ago than I realize. When something really belongs... it's a real treasure. Could it really have been two summers ago? I guess. Wow...time flies, doesn't it?
Which brings me to my thoughts today.
Last week would have been my Grandmother's (a.k.a. Grammy) 97th birthday! She's passed now for some time but I just love these photos of her from our Wedding - back in 2005.
I felt I wanted to share them with you, today.
Wow.. seeing these photos makes me miss her all the more. And, you know what? One of my biggest regrets in life is not appreciating her to the fullest - when I should have.
But oh I loved my Grammy. She had the pillowiest upper arms... (as a youngster)... I always loved this about her. They were so, so comfy to rest my head on. :)
The funny thing is. As I grow older - I see her in myself more and more. Her wit. Her "funny" side. Her sense of humor, even her pizzazz. Yes, my Grammy had some of this. She was a riot! Some even deemed her a trouble-maker. :)
Now.. I have a long way to go, and I don't know if I want to ever go this far. Being a trouble-maker and all...
Actually, I probably shouldn't even have said trouble-maker as much as she was a "whippersnapper".
That sounds like something she would have even called herself.., as a name! lol!!
But anyway, all that to say... if I could only sit and talk with her today - wow!
Would I ever glean a lot.
She often took initiative. She was a go-getter. And, maybe she had to be this because my Grandpop - was so laid back. I don't know.
She made friends easy. Everyone knew Aquilla.
No one person was ever a stranger. They were just always a friend she just hadn't gotten to know yet.
I love that I have her way about the kitchen - using a little of this and a smidgen of that - and well... I would say she was a dump cook. So, am I and proud of it. :)
Not always the tidiest of homemaker's - but always pleasant... and willing to give others a home - if needed! And, how many, many folks have they taken under their wing in their life-time?
I can still hear my Grammy sing - in her deep, slightly-off alto voice.
Hear her chuckle. Hear her tease.
She always had the best expressions and the best stories...
And - if you know me and think I can cry at the drop of a hat... well... I'm nothing in that regard.
Her heart was so big!!!
She dabbled with singing in choirs, participating in community events, reflexology on the side, missions/bus trips, quilting, etc.! A farmer's wife. A gardener. My grandparents owned a small (hobby) orchard...always, always putting something up.
Always willing to go out of their way to do for others...
With all of these memories shared today - I am so grateful that they belong to me. I really treasure these warm thoughts and choose to hold onto them, deep in my heart.
It's all what makes me want to be a grammy someday!
Some day!
I am so grateful that she (as my dad's mother) was the Matriarch of the family to which I belong.
Makes me very proud and I feel very, very blessed as well.
Even, if I too, have pillowy upper arms.
(smile!)
I miss my Grammy!!
In this photo we are standing in front a quilt that was "made" by my Grammy (actually, quilted by several Lancaster Co. Amish friends) and this gift was on display at our wedding - because she thought she would never live to see the day of this particular granddaughter getting married. And, that was her and I's little inside joke.
This quilt lovingly graces our bed, today!!
I love the memories that it holds!
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Belong.
I feel like I've recently touched on this word, and I well, maybe it's been longer ago than I realize. When something really belongs... it's a real treasure. Could it really have been two summers ago? I guess. Wow...time flies, doesn't it?
Which brings me to my thoughts today.
Last week would have been my Grandmother's (a.k.a. Grammy) 97th birthday! She's passed now for some time but I just love these photos of her from our Wedding - back in 2005.
I felt I wanted to share them with you, today.
Wow.. seeing these photos makes me miss her all the more. And, you know what? One of my biggest regrets in life is not appreciating her to the fullest - when I should have.
But oh I loved my Grammy. She had the pillowiest upper arms... (as a youngster)... I always loved this about her. They were so, so comfy to rest my head on. :)
The funny thing is. As I grow older - I see her in myself more and more. Her wit. Her "funny" side. Her sense of humor, even her pizzazz. Yes, my Grammy had some of this. She was a riot! Some even deemed her a trouble-maker. :)
Now.. I have a long way to go, and I don't know if I want to ever go this far. Being a trouble-maker and all...
Actually, I probably shouldn't even have said trouble-maker as much as she was a "whippersnapper".
That sounds like something she would have even called herself.., as a name! lol!!
But anyway, all that to say... if I could only sit and talk with her today - wow!
Would I ever glean a lot.
She often took initiative. She was a go-getter. And, maybe she had to be this because my Grandpop - was so laid back. I don't know.
She made friends easy. Everyone knew Aquilla.
No one person was ever a stranger. They were just always a friend she just hadn't gotten to know yet.
I love that I have her way about the kitchen - using a little of this and a smidgen of that - and well... I would say she was a dump cook. So, am I and proud of it. :)
Not always the tidiest of homemaker's - but always pleasant... and willing to give others a home - if needed! And, how many, many folks have they taken under their wing in their life-time?
I can still hear my Grammy sing - in her deep, slightly-off alto voice.
Hear her chuckle. Hear her tease.
She always had the best expressions and the best stories...
And - if you know me and think I can cry at the drop of a hat... well... I'm nothing in that regard.
Her heart was so big!!!
She dabbled with singing in choirs, participating in community events, reflexology on the side, missions/bus trips, quilting, etc.! A farmer's wife. A gardener. My grandparents owned a small (hobby) orchard...always, always putting something up.
Always willing to go out of their way to do for others...
With all of these memories shared today - I am so grateful that they belong to me. I really treasure these warm thoughts and choose to hold onto them, deep in my heart.
It's all what makes me want to be a grammy someday!
Some day!
I am so grateful that she (as my dad's mother) was the Matriarch of the family to which I belong.
Makes me very proud and I feel very, very blessed as well.
Even, if I too, have pillowy upper arms.
(smile!)
I miss my Grammy!!
In this photo we are standing in front a quilt that was "made" by my Grammy (actually, quilted by several Lancaster Co. Amish friends) and this gift was on display at our wedding - because she thought she would never live to see the day of this particular granddaughter getting married. And, that was her and I's little inside joke.
This quilt lovingly graces our bed, today!!
I love the memories that it holds!
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