Wednesday, July 19, 2006

souvenir of the past

Happy Birthday Two-Mama -
July 18

I was thinking of you yesterday on your birthday. Thinking of your life, how you went on to live for 40 years after your husband's death, moving in with your only child and her husband, helping around the house, cooking, helping with the 3 grandchildren, being the second mama (hence the name two-mama).

I wonder if those three kids know how blessed they were to have you there. Always there when they got home from school, being a part of the family. Or did they just take you for granted, assuming all families had that much love in one house?

That great-grandbaby (Melissa) you are holding in the swing is now grown with babies of her own, wish you could have met them. You only knew Carrie for a short time, both she and Melissa are all grown up, you would be proud of them. As for your only grandson, Buddy, he is working hard as always, just like his dad.

Wish you were here. Wish I had gotten to know you better. Wish I knew how you made that heavenly sweet potato cobbler - mmm. Wish you had been my two-mama growing up.

Grandmas hold our tiny hands for just a little while, but our hearts forever.


Motherkitty said...

Susan, your beautiful post brought tears to my eyes. I wish I had known two-mama also. What a lovely testament to a strong, beautiful, powerful woman who didn't sit around and feel sorry for herself after her husband's death. She was filled with love and made good use of it. We should all be so lucky to have a two-mama. Thank you so much.

Tammy said...

This is a sweet tribute...everyone needs a two-momma and that is what every grandma is I think!!

John Cowart said...

What a lovely lady!

Judith said...

What a beautiful photo you share. It is so true that our grandmas hold our hands for a little while & our hearts forever. I was lucky to hold both my great gramma and gramma's hands for quite awhile. They are with me forever. Beautiful post!

Abandoned in Pasadena said...

Two-mama was a very special grandma and your children were very blessed to have had her in their lives, living in their home. What a blessing they shared.

Finn said...

Wow...that's some pretty powerful writing Susan...and I love it. It's a bittersweet time, these anniversaries of our loved ones birth. I find that more often I recall that day, and her life, and almost couldn't tell you the exact date of her death. Maybe it's better that way..*VBS* Your Mama-Two sounds wonderful. I was raised in a home with a mother's mother came to live with us when I was about 15 months old. I never knew "home"without her there. I've been very saddened over the past few years, as my cousins on that side do geneology. To them she is just a name to put with a picture. Her 3 sons didn't do a good job of making sure their children got to see Gram Lottie...sad, isn't it?
Hugs for special days and special memories, Finn