When I was growing up, we would spend time with the grandparents. The family was sort of big, so I did not get that much time one-on-one with my grandmother. It wasn't that she did not love me; it was just the numbers did not work in my favor.
Well, after dessert and showers (with an extended family, showers take over an hour for the kids alone), we would watch a little network television. Actually, there were a lot of nature shows on PBS, as I recall. Then people would start going to bed. Interestingly, the parents would go first. Then the kids. Grandmother and me would be the last two up.
We would sit in large comfy chairs for hours, just talking. Now I cannot remember what we talked about, but it was so nice to have her undivided attention. Grandmother would ask questions, listen, and talk about things she remembered when she was growing up.
She had an even voice, and late into the evening, all else would be quiet. To be in a large, comfortable chair, most lights off in the house, just breaking the night with conversation. Those are the things I remember about my grandmother.
Thursday, June 04, 2009
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Beautiful....
I remember exactly that about my grandmother. She'd rock me to sleep on the rocking chair, and tell me stories about when she was young in Brooklyn. Today was the first day she made her appearance on my blog, God bless her soul. Miss her! :)
Treasure the memories and treasure the time still left if they are still around. :)
That's really nice, Leesa. I formed a picture of it and it reminded me of my times with my grandmother.
Those are wonderful memories...
I'm sure she would remember them just as fondly.
Great memories for sure. I was pretty young when my grandparents dies, but my boys have had alot of years with their grandparents and even a great grandma for a awhile. They still have a couple and they are so lucky.
*cries*!!
*gets collective poop in a group*
That is awesome :)
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I could come over and talk to you . . I would even dress up.
Funny how one remembers certain chairs.
My Aunt and Uncle had 3 rocking chairs at their cabin. The first was an awesome rocking chair, the second, not bad, and the third was terrible (you had to rock really hard to get any motion at all--all work, no play). When we visited, it was a race among us kids into the cabin and who could get to the best rocking chair first. The best rocking chair also had a faux leather upholstery, and on a hot summer day, the faux leather surface was so cooool to the skin in short pants!
At their house in town, which we rarely visited, they had a very neat black leather spring rocker with ottoman. And they had a couple Lazy-Boys, one leather, one cloth upholstery. All three of these chairs were in the smallest living room you ever saw. These people were into rocking chairs! It was the best tv-watching room around!
Large extended families are so nice to have. There is some special cousin, or uncle, or aunt for everyone. It's neat you had those times with your grandmother.
I shared my mom's mom, my grandma, with about 15 grandkids, my mom being one of 6 kids. Time alone with her was precious. I understand this completely.
I miss my grandparents. They are all dead.
Great post....
Getting caught up on my blog reading finally. Good morning!
You haven't posted in a week. You're not dead, are you? 'cause that would be uncool.
I hope you're having a wonderful time. I miss you.
Yes. I can sense the warmth and specialness of that.
Dude, where are you? Hope everything's okay!
So many days ... so few posts.
Are you ok, vacation? bored? Not Missing us?
It's odd to visit and not find you. It's outside my comfort zone. Hope all is well.
Hope all is OK with you. I've been away for a week and you are still gone. I miss you, hon'.
I see by looking at your recent tweets that you are alive and well. Thanks for the tweet.
this is a ploy to get us all on twitter isn't it?! lol... hope you are doing okay (2 weeks is a long time!)
Okay, everyone. I completely suck. There, I said it. I wrote a post today. And I don't have the words or the energy to respond individually to your thoughts. Yeah, I suck that way.
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