This post was originally published on Nanahood. You can find out more about Becky on her own site, From Where I Sit. Sign Up to receive her Thoughtful Thursdays newsletter via email. My first grandbaby’s photos lit up my phone. “First day of daycare,” my son-in-law captioned. I scrolled down past the photo of my darling three-month-old granddaughter giggling. Past those …
My kids have not had children—yet, but recently I have noticed the definite signs of Grandmother-dom. Kids have flown the coop and dang it, I am not yet blessed with human grandchildren. The silence would be deafening—if not for the dogs. I have had dogs all my life. As most anyone will tell you, training …
Sugar was rationed during World War II. Cookies would have been a rare and special treat. My Grandfather worked for Dr. Pepper and sugar wasn’t rationed to the bottling company. My Paw Paw would bring the large empty sugar sacks home. It was my Mom and her brother’s job to shake and shake those sacks …
Miriam Hendeles’ memories of her grandmother, filled with warmth and life lessons, have influenced how she is a grandmother all these years later. Read more from Miriam on her blog, Bubby’s Joys & Oys. When I was a little girl, both my grandmothers lived close to our home. We’d spend lots of time with them …
My diagnosis of breast cancer increased the risk factor for my sister Carla. Fortunately she’s had no problems. But now the tables are turned. Carla got married and had children way before I did; and she has identical twin granddaughters–which puts me at much higher risk for developing a newly identified medical syndrome called : Grandma …
