- Name: Sew Anyway
- Location: Heart of Texas, United States
Sunday, December 07, 2008
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Word Cloud Fun!
Monday, September 22, 2008
Monday, September 08, 2008
Cowboy Camp Supper
A. K. A. Hungry Jack as stated by the original recipe umteen years ago when I first made it as a bride.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Happy Birthday, Aunt Susie!
She had a large summer bag for a purse, perfectly applied lipstick, and a purple cast on her foot - that was my first memory of Aunt Susie. After being introduced by her nephew (who became my husband), she sauntered right up next to me and said, "She doesn't look so tough to me." A very memorable and totally unexpected response after an introduction!
After dinner today, we went as a family to go to her grave site. In honor of her birthday today, I picked out some happy, yellow daisies to place in the vase. As the children explored the nearby surroundings with my husband, I stood gazing at her name and was overcome with a flood of memories. She was one of, if not the most, influential woman in my life. I learned more by watching her than anything else.
She taught me what I needed to know about keeping house, attending to my husband and then our children. She taught me about meal planning, shopping on a budget and even sewing. She demonstrated the most gracious hospitality and was not easily flustered or upset by much. She was able to handle most everything with smile. I appreciated how she always gave me a nudge in the right direction by her wonderful "suggestions". It was magical the way she was able to do what I call the sandwich conversation: Say something positive, make your suggestion/reprimand, and then more comments on the positive side. Let me tell you, this works wonders when I use this method while talking with my kids! She was sincere and concerned without being a hovering or controlling person.
Since this is a blog and not a book, I will try to keep this cursory. It has been fives years now that she has been gone. I have come to the final stage of grief, which is acceptance. How I have missed the love that she showered into all of our lives though! Around Aunt Susie,I would never know what to expect next. If she was on a trip to Canada or Paris or Mexico - we might receive post cards or envelopes filled with correspondence on the hotel letterhead indicating where she was and what they were up to. She always brought back sweet, little gifts, nothing extravagant (she was a thrifty shopper) but it expressed her love - in which we were delighted about, even if it was lotion from the hotel in Paris! (But the chocolate was the best!)
She is the reason I had such a beautiful wedding. She was there when I had both of my babies, at the ready to help me through it all. She was there when I was sick in the hospital or helping to find the right speech therapist for my daughter. I miss our telephone conversations and seeing her sing in church. I miss sitting around the table watching her laugh and talk.
Our lives will never be the same. Because she loved God, she was able to love others so well. Who could ask for a better example of a godly woman? I am so blessed and so glad for the time I had with her. I wish I had paid more attention, but the lessons I did learn from her will not be easily forgotten and will hopefully be passed on to the next generation.
". . . beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness". (Isaiah 61:3)