GRANDMOTHER TALES

The mothers of my generation and those who came just after us are now …

Grandmothers
Grans, Grannies, Nanas,
Abuelas, Großmutters,
Grootmoeders, Grandmères …

Along with many others whose names or titles I can’t track or reproduce on my keyboard.

To grandmother – verb transitive – defines us.

WE ARE 

  • active, in the ready, front-loaders and back-loaders, 
  • there in a pinch, eager to prop, lift, carry, to lie-down-beside, 
  • the handy gran, the senior member of the mom, toddler trio,
  • until recent decades always a significant member of the family constellation.

We who populated the feminist ranks decades ago are making it known there are more chapters to our story.

What’s ended is the silence. We are news and we bring the wisdom of experience to pass on to our progeny who face a future with more than the usual challenges for survival.

See Grandmother Tales below.

The Covenant

October 14th, 2018|

How does it happen that as infants grow into their six-month stage, their eyes, large and wide, their gaze, long and leisurely, seems to beam from a far off place,...

T-REX—on My Deck

September 12th, 2018|

T-Rex On My Deck

One day after a wind blown summer storm, my 7-year-old grandson, Matthew, and I collected fallen debris from trees and other rubble, piling fragments of dead branches...

Living in the Listening

May 7th, 2018|

iPod as recording device

April 2007, on an impulse, I stepped into the Apple store in my local mall to check out the iPods on display. Smart phones had yet to arrive on the market....

No More Popping Babies—But Still Good to Go

April 25th, 2018|

yo te vigilo by Raúl González

"yo te vigilo" provided by Raúl González via Flickr's creative common license

I sink exhausted in my chair at lunch, my 4-year-old grandson sitting across from me, and hit the play button on the VCR so that the next episode of Thomas The Tank Engine...