Everyday Epiphany… I Am My Grandmas

With Mother’s Day approaching, I’ve been thinking about my grandmothers even more than I usually do. Their names were Norma and Lillian. Although they couldn’t have been more different from one another, each was unique, strong, smart, and beautiful.

A few months ago, I went to my cousin’s wedding. Looking at her with her bright eyes and beautiful smile, I was taken aback at how similar to Grandma Norma she is. She just oozes love like our grandma did. And then it occurred to me: I am my grandma, too. Both of them. I have Grandma Norma’s outgoing nature, high-pitched voice, and love of learning. I have Grandma Lillian’s musical inclination, her hair and skin, and love of the simple things. I have many of their quirks, and I can only hope that I have their huge hearts.

I believe they’re looking down on me now, and when they do, I hope they see themselves in me. Granted, Grandma Lillian would never leave her clothes on the floor and Grandma Norma wouldn’t dream of leaving the house without lipstick, but other than that, I believe they’d see their reflections.

Grandma Lillian and Grandma Norma: I miss you everyday and I love you beyond measure. Thank you, thank you, thank you for all you gave to me. 

[LEFT] Grandma Lillian with Grandpa Manny (aka G & G), [RIGHT] Grandma Norma with Grandpa Bernie (aka Grandma Podge & Pop)

[LEFT] Grandma Lillian with Grandpa Manny (aka G & G), [RIGHT] Grandma Norma with Grandpa Bernie (aka Grandma Podge & Pop)