Thankful For My Extra Special Grandmothers

After reading a beautiful poem about a grandmother, memories of both my grandmothers flooded my mind.

We called my mother’s mother Nana. We called my father’s mother Grandma Peekie Boo. I was named after both of them. No my name is not Nana Peekie Boo.

It was my first Mother’s Day. My infant daughter was two months old. I was still trying to adjust to motherhood and at the same time my hormones were still trying to get back to normal. I didn’t get a present from my daughter through my husband and that wasn’t a good thing. Tears started streaming down my cheeks in a steady flow that wouldn’t stop.

My Nana in her frail state went to her bedroom and came out with a present for me to ease my pain-a beautiful dress. My Nana’s love and generosity eased the pain and her words of comfort blessed me. I had five months of her loving kindness before she home to heaven.

Grandma Peekie Boo was a master at crocheting. She was so good at it that she could sleep while crocheting and never miss a stitch. Grandma created beautiful masterpieces. She taught me to crochet.

The last time I spent time with Grandma Peekie Boo was when I was taking her to New York to visit her sister when I was sixteen. We traveled by train all night. I’d fallen to sleep when The Lord awakened me. Grandma was trying to get ready for bed by beginning to undress. I was able to stop her.

It was difficult to stay awake and found myself being awakened again. This time she had undressed further. I had to take Grandma to the restroom to get her redressed. That wasn’t an easy task because I had to balance and hold her up and keep the both of us from falling. I struggled to stay awake after that because I was afraid Grandma would completely disrobe the next time.

We made it to New York without further incident. After a day of recuperating I boarded a train back home alone. That was the last time I saw Grandma Peekie Boo before she went to heaven.

I’m thankful to have been named after two great women of God. They left a legacy that I’m proud of and I’m forever grateful.

Who or what are you thankful for today?

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7 thoughts on “Thankful For My Extra Special Grandmothers

    • Kathy thanks for visiting my blog. I know all those afghans were made out of love. I’m sure it didn’t seem like she was making that many. Grandmothers are loving like that. Blessings.

  1. I’m grateful for my lil’ sister, Nana Boo!

    I’m also grateful for Abba Father and His ever watchful eye, His loving care, His presence in me, around me, on me.

      Velma

    To every thing there is a season, and

    a time to every purpose under the heaven:

    ________________________________

    • Thanks Glenda for your kind words that inspire me.

      Blessings,

      Emma L. Moore Keep Movin’ Forward Into Your Purpose and Destiny You Will Not Possess What You Will Not Pursue

      Sent from my iPad

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