Grandma-Would I have made her proud?

I wasn’t able to get to know my mom’s mom. I’ve heard stories, seen countless pictures and can assume from the retellings that I may know what her personality was like. But, I only have other’s perceptions to draw from.

I’ve never heard her voice, saw her hand gestures or seen my own mother in her. These are the things that I’ve missed getting to know about her, since she passed away at the young age of 53.

This is my Grandmother (my mom’s mom) as a teenager.
I wonder if she would have the same bizarre sense of humor that I do, if she would have read my blog, if she liked cats.


I wonder if she would think we looked alike-seeing me dressed up like this.

And I wonder how I could I miss a person that I never even knew.

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7 Responses to "Grandma-Would I have made her proud?"

  1. Gwen says:

    Wow. The resemblance is striking. I bet she was a nut and had 50 cats. Never knew my maternal Grandma but my mom said she was kinda mean. Uh-oh. That’s not good, huh?

    • Rebekah says:

      I don’t think she owned a single cat….hm….But other than that, she was probably a nut like me, too. Sorry you might have had a mean Grandma. That’s never good….d

  2. Pamela K. says:

    First of all, I LOVE your blog! So glad I found you! Secondly, just recently I was wishing that I had a picture of my grandma as a young woman. The only picture I have of her is one that was taken not long before she died in her seventies. I was very young when she died, so I have very few memories of her. But everyone talked about how she loved to laugh and was very kind. So I’m lucky. :-)

    • Rebekah says:

      Thanks so much for stopping by-and at such a wee hour of the morning. I have kept weird hours myself in the past, so I’m never surprised by an early morning comment! This is one of the few pics that I have of my Grandma as a young girl. I see so much of my mother in her, which of course means that I see a little of myself. I don’t know why, but as I grow older, my history seems to become more important. Maybe you feel the same way, too? Have a great weekend and again, thank you for the compliment!

  3. Suzie says:

    I never knew both my Mum’s parents & my Dad’s Mum died when I was two (now I’m 29). Dad’s father died when I was 16 so I had some sort of relationship with him. I know how you feel missing someone you never knew. I miss the relationship that could have been, especially when Mum tells me how proud her father would have been of me & how I lead a bible study, girls mentoring group & am a youth leader he was a lay preacher. It makes me value the relationship I do have with the family I have.

    • Rebekah says:

      I understand completely. And thank you for reminding me to cherish the family that I do have now. I needed to hear that.

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