Twenty Ways…that I am like my grandmother.
It has been a few months now since she has passed, and it still feels so strange. In my family, and I am guessing it is the case in many others as well; alikeness seems to skip a generation. My mother was very much like her grandmother and was heartbroken when she passed away. I am very blessed to have had my grandmother with me well into my thirties. Here are a few of the qualities that she passed onto me.
1. Thriftiness. I don’t like to pay full price for anything. I am always thrilled to find a deal. This can be dangerous. I need to avoid buying things that I don’t really want or need just because they are going at a ridiculous discount. My grandmother had closets full of clothes that she never wore.
2. Skepticism. Much like my grandmother, I am skeptical of everything that I am told. I want to know whom the information is coming from, and in what way it is being used to manipulate me.
3. Green. It was her favorite color and it is mine as well. She was far superior at gardening however.
4. Feminism. She found it a chore to dress up and play like a lady. She would always rather be with the boys, playing rough. She believed could do anything that a man could do, an probably do it better.
5. Jerry rigging. I learned how to tape and glue and tinker almost anything into an extended life from her.
6. Driving. She prided herself on her driving skills. She still had her license and was driving right up until she went into the hospital for the last time.
7. Poetry. We share a love for the undervalued art.
8. Ice cream. I am pretty sure that it was her very favorite food. I would rather have ice cream than cake or pie or any other dessert.
9. Grocery shopping. She got excited about going to the grocery store. I do the same thing. I don’t think of it as a chore, I guess that it is a sort of gratefulness for being able to bring home food and stock the refrigerator.
10. Waste. She hated throwing anything away. I fight my compulsion to save things. It is especially hard for me with food. I remember being a kid and having to okay things from the fridge with her before I ate them. If they were old she worried about me getting sick, but she would still eat them herself.
11. Practicality. My grandmother did not like to make a lot of fuss over anything. She was always completely confused by what lengths my mother would go to decorating for the holidays. The older I get, the more I find myself wanting to do less.
12. Stubbornness. The woman was seriously stubborn. For the last ten years of her life she could barely hear a word that anyone said, but she refused to get a hearing aid.
13. Bluntness. She said what she meant and she didn’t mince words. She didn’t lie to make people feel better about things either.
14. Ritual. My grandma loved ritual. She did so many things over and over, the same way each day. I find the same peace that she did in routine.
15. Comfort. She appreciated being comfortable a great deal. She was always looking for a new pair of comfortable pajamas.
16. Confidence. She had a lot of faith in herself and her abilities. She never had a problem standing up for herself or speaking her mind.
17. Curiosity. She was forever curious about how things worked. I remember her messing with snakes that she found in the yard to see what they would do.
18. Loyalty. My grandmother was a very loyal person. She was always there for her friends when they needed her.
19. Focus. I really have to work hard to keep myself from taking on her poor focus. I remember times when she was so uncollected that it would take her a good two hours just to leave the house.
20. Water. I always remember her talking about the water and swimming when she was a camp counselor. It is a shame that she lived most of her life in a place where she never had an opportunity to swim. I saw a picture of her in a swimsuit when she was younger with her friends. She was a total knock out.