Grand Ma Photos: I dont think I have any :(
So, I realized that I dont think I have photos of either of my grand mothers, both who passed away recently in opposite sides of the world. I'll describe them instead.
Grandmother from Dad Side:
A tiny, strong willed Southern woman, who had a think Alabamian drawl. I have to admit I never liked her cooking as a kid, which consisted of fried catfish, collard greens, meat loaf and cornbread.
She and I got into constant fights about anything, but I'd like to think she appreciated my strong sense of self and stubborness, which is something she was known for herself. She was known to be bossy and I didnt mind being bossy right back.
Grandmother from Mom Side:
She was a woman who live through a lot. She had 20 kids - with only 10 living past being infants - and survived the Japanese occupation of Indonesia, where many of my relatives were killed. She also endured through Indonesia's founding years, when the Communist tried to kill my grandfather.
Due to the language barrier, I never got to know her well. Yet, for me she always evokes the image of a gentle, humble, dedicated and Christian mother. She died of some unknown yet long horrible sickness, which still makes me sad to this day.
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Jesse said, (78 days ago)
I love this!
My maternal Gma died months before I was born. (on the same date my dad died last year... spooky!)... I never knew her. She looked like my mom, tho, which means she looks 35 for her entire life. Her name was Claudia. I like that name.
My dad's mom is my main Gma. She is a tough woman and still works. She is sarcastic and hilarious. Raised in SF, she has lots of fun facts about this town that only true locals would know. It's fun to see the City through her eyes. If nothing else, I think I'd remember most this one weekend (and one weekend only) when I was staying with her and she taught me proper manners. I also learned how to cut steak.
I had a GGma for a long time. My tough Gma's mom. She was a crazy little old woman who married at 15 to a 22 year old dude who lost HIS FIRST WIFE to polio. Talk about ROUGH times. I always called her "GGma" and thought everyone called their grand parents that. Thought it was her real name for a long time.
GGma and Gma is probably a tradition that will live on in my family, I'm not just being cute and internetty here... been using that for ages.
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This is a very sweet tribute, D. I wish I had readily available photos of my deceased grandparents, but they are with my parents, and I don't have a scanner. They live better in our memories, anyway.