memories

  • Grandma,  memories

    Stubborn and Spunky

    I went to visit my Grandma last week. (She is the girl with glasses in the picture above.) She is 90 years old and in a wheelchair since she had a stroke a year and a half ago.  That sounds sad, doesn’t it?  It is sad but at the same time, Grandma is the spunkiest lady I know. She is absolutely determined not to let a little thing like a stroke stop her. Her right side was paralyzed.  Grandma is right-handed.  In recent years she has taken up poetry writing and oil painting.  She still does both, just with her left hand.  She painstakingly types out her poems on her…

  • books,  little things,  memories

    Little Things #2

    Sometimes it really does not take much to brighten my day.  Here are a few things that have made me happy lately. We went to the bookstore.  I do enjoy a good wander through a bookstore and thankfully the rest of my family does as well.  I only bought two things. The first was this book.  Has anyone read it?  It sounds like just the type of thing I like.  I am fascinated by social history.  I love reading about how people lived and what their everyday lives were like.  At first, I was afraid it was just a fluff book capitalizing on the Downton Abbey craze but it doesn’t…

  • children,  me,  memories

    The Olden Days

    My daughter and I were eating lunch together the other day when she looked at me and asked, “Wouldn’t you like to know what a typewriter sounds like, Mom?  I would.” I’ll let that sink in for a minute. Yes, the current generation has never heard the sound of typewriter keys.  Maybe that shouldn’t surprise me, but it does. I told her I knew exactly what a typewriter sounds like, I used to use one.  And that is when she told me that it wasn’t possible for me to know that because typewriters are from the olden days.  I told her that the obvious conclusion is that I am from…