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An Attitude of Gratitude: Grandma

While I know that I have written about my grandma before and some of our shenanigans, I do not recall ever just focusing solely on who she is as a person.  I have always been a little mature for my age.  And my grandma certainly fostered and encouraged my maturity.  I so looked forward to spending time with her.  I would write her letters to check on her.  I would call her if I thought the grown-ups in my house were not doing a good job meeting my demands.  And she always stuck up for me.

In my eyes, she is not like a typical grandma.  Or at least, not like the grandma’s you see in Hallmark movies.  While she will bake cookies and cook for me, I have not ever seen her knitting or doing cross-stitch.  Nope.  She has a keen inquisitiveness that I am sure that I inherited from her.  I keep my mail hidden when I know she’s coming to my house.  Because if it is open…she is GOING to read it. No ifs, ands, or buts about it.  And at some point, she will slide a question about the contents of the mail into the conversation.  It took me a while, but I finally learned her tricks…LOL.

I do not remember her ever talking to me in a babying way.  Anytime I asked her real questions, she gave me real answers.  So, I learned not to ask if I was not ready for the truth.  And I so appreciate that about her.  Her famous line before she cuts you to the quick is “I don’t mean no harm.”  Brace yourself.  Your feelings are likely to be harmed.  LOL.

She makes me laugh out loud on a regular basis.  Now that I think about it, I love her laugh too.  It is explosive and full and free.  She usually kicks her little feet, too.  Which makes it even funnier for anyone else in the vicinity.  She is tiny but mighty.  So fierce.  So strong.

The older I have gotten, the more that I have realized that I carry so many of her traits. My nosiness…I meant to say my inquisitiveness.  My love of travel.  My ability to adapt to curves in the road.  My love of family.  My “don’t quit” attitude.  My face.  My sass.  And good Lord, my dramatics.  It is all her.  And for that I am grateful.  #wepreach

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