A reader recently commented that bringing roses to school reminded her that she had brought whatever was blooming in her yard or her grandma’s yard to her teacher.
It’s funny what things will bring back a memory. There are times when I want so badly to remember more about my time spent with my grandparents. Then, I’ll smell something that reminds me of my grandma’s cooking; or someone else will say something and it jobs a memory. It’s too bad when we’re kids or teens, we don’t document everything we do – especially with those who won’t be around forever.
I think about the time I spend with Addie. What will she remember. I’m thinking if we make doll clothes together and bake cookies together, she’ll likely remember those things because she’s a participant. I want her to know that she’s been one of the most important things in my life since she was born.
Yesterday we were talking about going to look at houses this weekend.
Addie: But, Granny, I want you to move to Nevada (MO).
Me: Grumps will not move to Missouri so I’m trying to get as close as we can.
Addie: I know! What’s his favorite color?
Me: Probably blue.
Addie: Let’s drive around til we find a house with a blue roof. Then . . he will want to move to Nevada.
I didn’t mention it but I know she’s going to think about it. One of the houses we’re seeing tomorrow (NOT in Missouri) has a blue roof.
Cilla says
Oh, Oh, your goose is cooked when she sees that roof. Please let us know how THAT conversation goes. I can’t wait…
There are foods I cook that my grandma taught me how to make. She taught me to sew and quilt at age 8….on her treadle. Today I am still a prolific sewer and quilter. I still miss her.
Nelle Coursey says
if this is the house, I love it without even seeing the rest of it!
dezertsuz says
It’s as good a reason as any to buy a certain house. LOL
Joyce says
I remember all the family stories my grandparents and parents told. That all seems so long ago, and I’ve forgotten some of them. I know I probably rolled my eyes and thought, “i’ve heard these all a million times” when they re-told them, but now I wish they had repeated them even more. It’s the repetition hearing the stories that make them stick with you, especially since I never wrote them down.
Tee says
One of the best things you can give her is memories. I think about that every time I am with my grandson. He is only 4 and he remembers things we do together. He loves to look in my phone at photos of things we have done. I am sure that jogs his memories, somewhat.
Twyla Starr says
My granddaughter-in-law tells me our grandson (he lived with us nearly 6 yrs.) tells her about trips and things we did with him when he was little and not so little. It is good to hear he remembers.