Crafty Grandmothers, This is Your Month!

Someone has decided that March is National Craft Month, so Grandmothers, what crafts do you enjoy? National Craft Month isn't exclusively for Grandmoms, of course, and what can be more fun than spending time doing crafts with the grandchildren?

I am not as "crafty" as some, but do enjoy crocheting...picked it up again after a long break from it, and am working on an afghan and prayer shawl.  I'd like to make some smaller things as soon as the shawl is done, a few shamrocks to decorate the Norfolk Island Pine that we purchased for Christmas and is still growing nicely.

It has been a LONG winter, and as soon as the weather is nice enough, you won't find me inside doing crafts, but outside enjoying the weather, which I hope will be nice this summer.  But here in the northeast, we still have a couple more months to wait until it is warm.

Updated 11/28/18

To Grandmothers House We Go

It is funny that when I started to sing the song "Over the River and Through the Wood" I sang "..to Grandmothers house we go", but when searching for the full version of the poem, found that it is actually "to grandFATHER's house we go". Have I really been singing it wrong for all these years?

Whatever the case may be, it is that time of year again, Thanksgiving, when many gather to enjoy delicious meals, some find their way to soup kitchens to feed those who are less fortunate, some work in restaurants and toll booths so others can travel and eat out with their families, and families gather to, hopefully, enjoy one another.

This year may be challenging for more people than previous years for various reasons, the economy, job loss, loss of loved ones, family strife, any number of things can affect how we approach this time when hearts should be thankful...I know, I experience some of these mixed feelings and emotions myself.

But as hard as things may seem to be, when I take hold of my thoughts and direct them toward God and positive things, there is always something to be thankful for. The list may include things a big as the fact that my husband is a faithful man and still with me after over 30 years (update..until 8/6/17 when he went home to Heaven), to as simple as the fact that the sun is shining today and a beautiful bird just came to feed at the bird feeder.

Some Grandmothers will find themselves working this year that have never had to work before...perhaps even on or the day after Thanksgiving...this can either be something to be upset about or thankful for. It is up to us how we view the circumstances in our life.

I'm not being naive, I know many are hurting, some are very close to me, but also know that if each of us dig deep enough, we can find something to be thankful for.  Do some digging, and journal what you find, or share it with someone.

Updated 11/27/18

Home Business Plus Many Grandchildren = Fun

After receiving a legal secretarial degree from Bryant and Stratton and working at GE for engineers for six years, I quit to raise our two boys, born exactly one year and three weeks apart. (My husband said, “We’re not going to have your mom watch TWO, are we? Mind you, I was sobbing at the time as he went out the door with our oldest.)

Seven years later a third son arrived on the scene and I worked at a quaint little local restaurant an evening or two a week to bring in a little extra cash. (And, admittedly, to remind myself that I still could “process thoughts” – Oh, the stories I can tell!!)

I’m thankful to have been able to work around our family, but where does a closing-in-on-40 year old woman go to find a job? For me it was an Oral Surgery satellite office 20 minutes away which I managed for two doctors. They kindly allowed me the opportunity to work while updating my computer/office skills. Six years later, with one son in college, another a senior in high school and the third closing in on high school, I needed a full-time job to help with college expenses and high school extra-curricular activity bills. And that is how I ended up at a local business as a sales coordinator for nine years.vI know – trained for lawyers and worked for engineers, doctors and salesmen – nothing “relates”, does it?  Plus, nobody needs “secretaries” anymore – everyone does their own thing on computers! And, NOW I’m closing in on SIXTY!!

After we were blessed with 6 (yes, six!) grandchildren, with two more on the way, I left that job two years ago. In hindsight I am even more thankful because my father went to be with the Lord (and mom) this past Dec. 26.  These past two years were filled with many medical appointments for him that I am SO thankful I could do.  (I was thankful at the time, but even more so now!) I LOVE being with my grandchildren, but I’d also like to help my husband financially. Plus, they say our brains “go to mush” if we don’t use them.

Ameriplan®, USA, offers the chance for me to do it all. Yes, it’s network marketing and I’m learning, learning, learning – which is FUN! It’s VERY affordable to begin your own business. Plus, this company provides things I NEED in addition to a paycheck – discounts for dental, vision, prescription and chiropractic needs, as well as help with child ID, legal fees, medical expenses, identity theft (the fastest growing crime in America) and much more.

[As I update this post, I am not sure whether Debbie is still in business, but am leaving this information just in case!] If interested, I’d love to hear from you via e-mail at DJohnson70 at ameriplan.net or by phone at 716-355-4223.
We women need to STICK TOGETHER!! And we aren’t getting older, we’re GETTING BETTER!!
God Bless you all!
Debbie Johnson

Updated 11/27/18

Bonding Between Grandchildren and Grandmothers

This article was formerly on my old "Selling with Articles" site. The site no longer exists, but the article is a good one and worth sharing. I hope you enjoy.

Building A Bond Between Grandparents And Grandchildren

By: Scarlett Capelli

Grandchildren are one of the special joys you receive as you get older. While raising your own children, you may not have had the time or the energy to spend as much time with them as you wished to. Now you can build a special bond with your grandchild.

If you have more than one grandchild, you should try to spend quality time with each one individually. If both their parents are working, these children may not get much attention separately. Plan a unique activity for each one, a memory that only the two of you will have. These activities can be as simple as a nature walk in the woods or playing a board game. You can also teach your grandchild a skill, such as how to play the piano or how to cook. When he grows up and uses these skills as an adult, your grandchild will fondly remember who it was that taught to him.

Another way to get close to your grandchild is just to talk to him and then to listen to what he has to say. Again, with both his parents being busy, the child may not have anyone who really listens to him. Establishing open and close communication when the child is young may lead your grandchild to maintain that communication when he is older and you may pleased to find that he seeks your advice when making important decisions about his future.

You can also share the family history with your grandchild. A child can feel more secure knowing that he belongs to an extended family group. Tell the child about relatives that he may not know and share with him any information that you have about your ancestors. Most children are interested in knowing where their family came from. You can spend an afternoon going through old photo albums and scrapbooks, telling your grandchild small facts about each picture. Also share with him stories of your own youth and his parent’s childhood. Not only will this entertain your grandchild, it is a way to ensure that the family histories get passed on to the next generation.

A young child will become excited when he receives mail with his name on the envelope. In addition to birthday and Christmas cards, you can also send him cards for other holidays as well as short notes and letters. This can make your grandchild feel that he is special.

If you do not live close to your grandchild, you can still form a bond with him. In the age of cell phones and computers, pictures are easy to send back and forth between you and the child. You could also mail a video tape of yourself showing him activities that you like to do and in return you can ask the child what activities he likes to do. When there are family get togethers, you can still plan to spend quality time with your grandchildren, although you may have to plan a group activity as time may be an issue in trying to plan activities with each one of them separately.

Being a grandparent can be one of the most rewarding experiences of your life. Building a strong and loving bond with your grandchildren can lead to a close relationship that will last you the rest of your life.

(The link provided by the author is no longer valid at this update...perhaps she will find us one day and give us a new one.)

Updated 11/27/18

The Hands of a Grandmother

Four Generations of Hands

A year or two I received an email with the following heart-warming story.  As I read it, I immediately thought of my own grandmother's hands.  I remember sitting next to her in church as a child when we would visit to vacation at her home in New England each year, looking at those hands as they held mine.  I look at my own hands now, and sometimes they remind me of hers. Read this simple but beautiful story, and do enjoy!

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Grandma, some ninety plus years, sat feebly on the patio bench. She didn't move, just sat with her head down staring at her hands. When I sat down beside her she didn't acknowledge my presence and the longer I sat I wondered if she was OK. Finally, not really wanting to disturb her but wanting to check on her at the same time, I asked her if she was OK. She raised her head and looked at me and smiled. 'Yes, I'm fine, thank you for asking,' she said in a clear strong voice.

'I didn't mean to disturb you, grandma, but you were just sitting here staring at your hands and I wanted to make sure you were OK,' I explained to her.

'Have you ever looked at your hands,' she asked. 'I mean really looked at your hands?'

I slowly opened my hands and stared down at them. I turned them over, palms up and then palms down. No, I guess I had never really looked at my hands as I tried to figure out the point she was making.

Grandma smiled and related this story:

'Stop and think for a moment about the hands you have, how they have served you well throughout your years. These hands, though wrinkled shriveled and weak have been the tools I have used all my life to reach out and grab and embrace life. They braced and caught my fall when as a toddler I crashed upon the floor.

They put food in my mouth and clothes on my back. As a child, my mother taught me to fold them in prayer. They tied my shoes and pulled on my boots. They held my husband and wiped my tears when he went off to war.

'They have been dirty, scraped and raw, swollen and bent. They were uneasy and clumsy when I tried to hold my newborn son. Decorated with my wedding band they showed the world that I was married and loved someone special. They wrote my letters to him and trembled and shook when I buried my parents and spouse.

'They have held my children and grandchildren, consoled neighbors, and shook in fists of anger when I didn't understand.

They have covered my face, combed my hair, and washed and cleansed the rest of my body. They have been sticky and wet, bent and broken, dried and raw. And to this day when not much of anything else of me works real well these hands hold me up, lay me down, and again continue to fold in prayer.

'These hands are the mark of where I've been and the ruggedness of life. But more importantly it will be these hands that God will reach out and take when he leads me home. And with my hands He will lift me to His side and there I will use these hands to touch the face of Christ.'

I will never look at my hands the same again. But I remember God reached out and took my grandma's hands and led her home.

When my hands are hurt or sore or when I stroke the face of my children and husband I think of grandma. I know she has been stroked and caressed and held by the hands of God.

I, too, want to touch the face of God and feel His hands upon my face.

Updated 11/27/18

Out At the Mall Hanging Out

Yesterday I decided to take my 14-month old grandson to the Mall. What a treat it was for both of us! Instead of pushing him around in his stroller, I decided to give him the same experience his mom and I have when we go together---walking and window shopping.

What a treat it was for EVERYBODY! Just like my daughter was when she was little, my grandson is a showstopper...a real entertainer...and he performed brilliantly for anyone who was willing to stop, watch and listen.

All anyone had to do was smile at him and that was his cue to clap his hands, do a little dance and belt out his version of Whatever! A few times he got a little out of control and grandma had to be mean---but it was all of the spirit of love and no-no.

He took his first trip on the escalator and he loved it. He enjoyed it so much that he cried when he tried to get me to go back up again and I wouldn't. He was also fascinated by the mannequins but didn't dare touch them. I don't think his little mind could process exactly why a life-like figure would just be standing in the middle of a department store and doing absolutely nothing. (Sounds like some teenagers I know).

Just before leaving the mall, my grandson decided he wanted to crawl under one of the tables in the men's department and play a game of "catch me if you can." He quickly discovered grandma wasn't in the mood, which made him cry again. His tears caught the attention of a stranger who wanted to console him. She asked for a hug and after a moment, my grandson reached out to her. Then he put out that great big smile and all was well again.

The whole mall experience was a video camera moment but, of course, I didn't have one. But the memory of hanging out at the mall with my grandson will live in my heart forever!

Originally posted 11/2007 by Beverly Mahone

Updated 11/27/18