I loved my Granny and Old Man more than anything. I have so many fond memories of stories they told, rides on my Old Mans shoulders, garage selling with Granny. Picking strawberries at the field and then canning them. Sleepovers and the annoying cuckoo clock.
Old Man passed away unexpectedly ten years ago on my birthday, I was in Hawaii and no one wanted to tell me. I found out in a round about matter and my heart broke. Granny passed four years ago. I was so lucky to stay with her the last few days. They were my world.
Yesterday I stopped by my mom's to get my kids after my run. I needed a quick snack full of protein would do the trick and well, my mom eats like shit and sausages were all I could find, not even an egg in the house. Not thinking, I grabbed a little bowl out of the cupboard, put little weenies in there and grabbed a fork. Then I realized what I had.
Grannies bowls. I have been eating out of these since I was a little girl. And her forks, I recognized the patterns. Memories of sitting in her kitchen watching her cook came flooding back.
Made me smile, even all these years, she is still here with me. With her little pink bowls, that were always filled with love and some wonderfully awesome treat!
how awesome that you have those memories of your grandparents. Mine lived so far away from us that we don't really have memories of growing up with them. I'm just thankful my kids have my parents around to make memories with. Jo
ReplyDeleteMy too, my kids love Jan and I it breaks my heart to see her health getting worse and her not taking better care of herself. One good reason to be back in the Valley right?
DeleteWhat a great memory, Jules. Beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThanks. I loved my grannie! She was mean and cranky, but the bomb diggity!
DeleteOh, what a great memory!
ReplyDeleteMy dad's wife keeps bringing me things that were in my Grandmother's (she died two years ago). I smile every time I use the spoon with the strawberries on the handle.
It is funny how it is the simple little things. A bowl, a spoon.
DeleteSweet :) I held on to old kitchen stuff for years for the sheer nostalgia of it
ReplyDeleteI have too. Makes me smile when I dig it out. Even better when I forget I have it and find it.
DeleteWonderfully nostalgic story, Jules. :)
ReplyDeleteWhen I was a kid, my mom used to buy margarine that came in decorated containers, that also came in multiple colors. I ate cereal out of those margarine tubs forever. Now, when I'm at her place, I sometimes spot the ones that are still around in the back of her cupboard and it always takes me back.
That is funny, my grannie did that also, product of depression, you saved everything. Her favorite was cool whip containers.
DeleteMy Nanna has those exact same forks! Makes me smile to see them.
ReplyDeleteThat is too funny!
DeleteWhat a beautiful memory! I react that way to Looney Toons glass jelly jars...
ReplyDeleteToo funny, did they come from a fast food or gas station? My mom did that, get a free glass with a certain purchase.
DeleteOmg my mom has those forks too, think they were passed down to her.
ReplyDeleteLove your simple but lasting memory.
Funny, my moms drawer is full of all kinds of different patterns, just a mish mosh.
DeleteWhat a sweet memory. I'm glad you have that.
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteThe simple things always have the best memories intertwined w/ them. Very cool!
ReplyDeleteThanks! Congrats on your Yeah Write win!! It was such a great post.
DeleteAwww, it is great the way that people live on in our memories and in our lives.
ReplyDeleteIsn't it!
DeleteI love those little mementos that bring back memories. None of mine are centered around food or food related items though - until my mom came along there wasn't a woman in my family (both sides!) that was capable of cooking a tasty meal.
ReplyDeleteEverything growing up for us was around food. Wish it wasn't such a bad habit sometimes.
DeleteYour dad died on your birthday when you were far away in Hawaii. My heart broke a little there. Or a lot.
ReplyDeleteMy Grandpa, it was the worst, such a heart break, he was my world for so long. But he was old and went fast and was ready. Still hardest day of my life.
DeleteWe have forks like that! Also, what a tough way to lose Old Man
ReplyDeleteIt must have been the Sears special.... everyone has these forks!
DeleteThis was such a sweet story. It's those little things that bring you right back to people you love.
ReplyDeleteI enjoy watching my kids eat out of them when they are at my moms. These are the bowls that could, they will never die...
DeleteFunny how little things can trigger important memories. I hope my grandchildren have wonderful memories of me. I'm afraid I'll be so old (not that I want to rush anything). I'll just have to be the hippest, funnest old grandma around. You are lucky to have felt so loved.
ReplyDeleteThat is my plan.... doesn't every kid deserve an awesome over the top grandma!
DeleteI'm glad that out of the sadness you have such special things, like the bowls, to trigger memories. Very touching!
ReplyDeleteThank you.
DeleteWhoa! Just looking at that picture, I realize my grandma has pink bowls too! I love it.
ReplyDeleteIsn't that funny. Those bowls are made out of indestrucable material!
DeleteSo sweet to get to remember your grandmother that way!
ReplyDeleteIt is!
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