This is a repeat from awhile back. We went to Chicago for a few days and I saw my aunt and uncle - the brother and sister of my dad. My aunt moved to Florida and so it is rare that her and I are in the same place at the same time. She says she reads my blog and this one is her favorite, so this is for my Aunt Alice. She took me and my sister to our very first movie.............Mary Poppins, and that's when I started believing in magic.
The first time my mom went to my dad's house she thought his family was
rich because their house was so nice. Not even close. My grandpa was a
mechanic for the city bus line. My dad used to say that my mom's mom
could make a ten course meal at the drop of her hat. Not so, but she
was able to pull things out of her fridge and put them in little serving
dishes so that lunchtime looked like a tapas restaurant.
I have no idea how financially secure either one of them were but like
most women of their generation, they had the ability to make something
out of nothing. A long time ago, that virtue was tossed aside so we
could dive headfirst into consumption which doesn't seem to be giving
anybody great results.
I keep pictures of both of my grandmas close by. Like one, I love to
decorate. Like the other, I can make something little look like
something big. They left this earth many years ago but their spirits
remain nearby, teaching me that making do has always been about making a