My Beautiful Grandmothers

There is nothing sweeter than the love of a grandmother.  I still have both of my grandmothers.  Margaret and Mary Ellen.  Two distinctly different women, yet both beautiful, loving and wise.

My grandmother Margaret always sang to us.  Songs from her own youth ready on her lips to sing to us.  Songs like, “You Are My Sunshine” and “Hey, Hey, Good-lookin’”.  She is fun-loving and kind-hearted, can cook like nobody’s business and from her, I learned every domestic skill I now possess.  How to keep a garden, cook a decent meal and keep on a smile during tough times. She hugged us and kissed us constantly. She is nearly 82 now and still just as lovely with deep brown eyes and soft brown hair.

My grandmother Mary Ellen is who I get my sassy personality from.  I think ALL the women on my mom’s side got their sassiness from Mary Ellen.  A striking beauty with clear blue eyes and beautiful thick wavy auburn hair, she still has the ability to halt traffic at 83.  She taught me how to go after what I truly want in life and not let petty obstacles stand in my way.  She’s a fighter, a lover and a shrewd negotiator and I love every bit of her spit-fire spirit.