Wednesday, May 6, 2009
letter from a seamstress II
One of my favorite things to do when I feel nostalgic for my past loved ones is look back...at more than just their photos. I love that my grandmother (Big) accomplished the dream of buying a home--on her own--job title: seamstress--a story I've told a trillion times, but keep telling and yet--she had little education. It shows in this beautiful letter written to my daughter when we were in California. Without us, she was never the same. But she sent a little money always so my daughter could buy a toy and a 'book'...I don't know why I find her use of "jirl" to mean "girl" so precious, an omnipotent endeavor.
I never knew her to write much, aside from paying bills and oh my! I never knew she would attempt to draw. But as indicated by the first lines, phrases...she loved my daughter so much, that just maybe it was a moment of feeling, emotion, impression, longing, connection...when she,too, was so severely nostalgic...
Mother's Day is around the corner...I feel so good, and BTW...there should be a Grandmother's Day too...someday I will tell her story...it's a doozer...thus, my new moniker