Last night as I was going to sleep I was thinking about my grandmother. Not the one who died almost a year ago but the one who died as I was in my early twenties. It is her birthday today.
Lately I am thinking a little more often about her. I don't think I really got to know her. We lived quite on distance in my childhood, only at an older age they moved back to where they were born. She didn't seem the easiest person but I guess life wasn't easy on her either. She married my grandfather when he already had seven children. My dad was only six years old as his biological mom died.
When I think of her I most of the time think of the last visits we paid them. She died all of a sudden in her sleep so we weren't prepared. We did have some very interesting conversations in those last visits. Even at an older age she stood with two feet in the world and had her very own opinion about politics, literature and events happening around us. I liked those talks. I wonder what it would have been like if she would be still alive these days. I grew up (a lot) since my early twenties and I think we would have been able to have so many topics to talk about. Pity that we sometimes don't have the time to really get to know each other. It's important to seize the moment I guess...
So from here on earth I say cheers to you grandma...
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| my grandmother and me in October 1971 my mum on left, a relative on right must say my mum looked pretty gorgeous after delivery ;) |
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| both grandparents (dad's side) in 1986 |
Yes, I agree with you Cessie, we often don't make time for those around us. Or maybe we are too young to realise the impact our grandparents might have on our lives. We are too busy trying to discover our lives and don't bother to ask them to tell us theirs. I don't know much about my grandparents' lives, only a few things they talked about and stories my mum told us about them.
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday to your grandma anyway!
It is also my Dad's Birthday today. He died back in 2007. So I was thinking of him today as well...well, I think of him quite often - not only on his Birthday.
ReplyDeleteI did not know my Grandparents from my Fahters side. They died before I was born. And from my Mothers side my Grandpa died in WWII and my Grandmother Barbara was the only one I learned to know. She died when I was 12 years old. The older you egt the more you think of your Family or people who died in the circle of friends or relatives.
Martina
I so agree Alma. And it's a pity we can't ask them anymore...
ReplyDeleteI didn't know it's also your Dad's Birthday today Martina... a sad day for you... but also one to cherish all the lovely memories once more! Take care.
You are so right, getting older makes you more aware of it too!
That is one precious picture of you and your grandmother. And your mother was indeed looking very gorgeous. I was not close to my grandmother from my dad's side. Not because we didn't visit her often enough, we did. But I always felt awkward talking to her. She was a very traditional woman, living in a small village, worked hard as a rubber tapper and was pretty quiet. Life seemed to be different between us back then. But as I grew up, I wished I had a closer relationship with her. I'm sure I would learn a lot from her.
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