For Part 1 of this letter https://joyful2beeblogs.com/2026/06/21/dear-grandmother-t-part–1 Dear Grandmother T, I understand you now in ways I never thought I would. I too had a happy marriage at first. Then things changed after the first four or five years. I now know the behavior I saw in you as weakness and frailty were the signs … More Dear Grandmother T. (Part 2)
Knowing that you were born in 1901, I knew you grew up in difficult times. I loved the picture (below) of you and your mother, my great grandmother, (named Big Mama by my father, as a child). Both of you have such comfortable and sweet smiles in the photo below. Below the photo, is a … More Dear Grandmother T. (Part 1)
My grandmother, Nina Alexander, was born in 1901, thirty-six years after the Civil War. Nina spent the earliest years on her family farm in Georgia. She lost four of her ten siblings, during her youth. (Death at an early age was not uncommon during those times.) When her diabetic father died after a hunting accident … More My Maternal Grandmother’s Life
Over ten years ago I met, Miss Pearl (not real name), a very plucky, tiny, young acting, elderly lady. Although she passed away a few years later, I want to share some of her story because she was such a fascinating and charming lady. I especially treasured her friendship during a time when my own … More She Didn’t Have a Chance
Of my two grandmothers, my country grandmother was the one I knew the best. There was something about my mother’s mother which was charming and endearing. Her life had many hard times at the beginning, the middle, and the end. But her last years were some of her happiest. Her first husband, William Henry Youngblood, … More My Country Grandmother
After my husband passed away in 2009, I stayed at our home and continued working at the hospital. Thankfully, he had suggested that I buy disability insurance through the hospital to cover my needs in the event of any future back problems. After H died, I received a check from the life insurance policy, which … More A New Life of Hope
I watched as she walked down the sidewalk, a neighbor and acquaintance. She was friendly, smiling, but was in her own world to some degree. We stopped to chat, since I felt I had known her from my past. We set a time to get together to learn more about each other. She was always … More I Was Once Her
After my husband passed away in 2009, my brother came and helped me rearrange and sort out my husband’s items and clothing. He helped me get a good handle on my life again. But my attitude about myself needed to expand to the freedom I needed in order to become the me that I was … More A New Attitude: Independent
My husband recovered from the stroke and could walk with a cane. Since he worked on a computer, not being able to walk a lot was not an issue for his return to work. Over the next few years, he gained a lot of weight, some of it from fluid in his legs, which became … More My Last Days As His Wife
One day, years ago, I became saddened by the suffering of the planet and it’s people, our climate changes, the deaths of innocent animals as their environment changes; and everything seemed to be “going to hell in a handbag.” I thought about the fears and anxieties of the world’s sick or hungry; or those terrorized … More One Little Bird
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