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Great Grandmother: My Timeless Treasure Well, actually, that is biologically correct, but there’s so much more to a Great Grandmother if you take a deeper look. For example, a Great Grandmother is trustworthy; tell her any deep, dark secret, and she’ll take it with her to her grave. Sincere, you got it. If you are looking for a genuine, true friend, look no further, she’s right by your side. Giving. There’s no other person in the world as big-hearted and generous, ready to give anything to see you smile. Lastly, the most important quality, loving. Great Grandmothers are the most affectionate and devoted human beings on the face of the earth. This is a fact. I know first-hand. Let me introduce to you my Great Grandmother, Anna. She stood barely five feet tall with the spunk of a giant. She was my father’s Hungarian grandma, sweet by nature. I remember our family visits to her quaint house. Oh, how I cherished these visits. Her home had old pine wood floors that click-clacked as I walked across them. The high and bouncy canopy beds gave me hours and hours of playtime. I will never forget my all time favorite room in her house. Great Grandma Anna’s kitchen. The kitchen was located at the back of the home just beyond the dining room. I knew my way there by heart. I could find it blindfolded by the delightful aroma that filled the house and I was always her first customer. You see, my Hungarian Great Grandmother loved baking something called Fry Cakes. If you’ve never had the opportunity to taste one of these light, airy, powdery, delicious treasures, you are surely missing out. She made endless mounds of them just for my delight. One of the last things I remember from my visits to Great Grandma Anna’s house is the quarter. The twenty-five cent quarter, that is. Each and every visit before I would hug her and say my goodbyes, it never failed, she always had a new and shiny quarter just for me. "Keep it," she would say, "in case of a rainy day." This was almost twenty-seven years ago. You see, she sadly passed away when I was only twelve years old. I have so many wonderful memories of her to hold on to, and I do, passionately. I do miss her though. Very much. As the saying goes, life goes on. I am one lucky girl to have these cherished memories that I hold so dear to my heart, and I have one person to thank for that. My Great Grandmother. Paula Schmitt is a writer and the "All Sports Mom" to four boys and one daughter living in Central Vermont. When she’s not swamped in laundry, grocery shopping and writing deadlines her hobbies include dusting, cleaning bathrooms and traveling to her son’s sporting events. She writes a regular column, Mommy Mediator, at JustForMom.com and a regular column, The All Sports Mom, at SanityCentral.com, SanDiegoMama.com and MommyHullabaloo.com. Paula has been published in the Herald of Randolph, JustForMom.com, RaisingOurKids.com, Witwords.com, iparentingstories.com, ThePhilosophicalMother.com and several other parenting sites. In between her kids play dates, music lessons and unexpected sports injuries she is attempting to write her first fiction novel and her first non-fiction parenting humor book. She will be co-hosting a parenting radio talk show launching September, 2004. |
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