Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Day 315/365 and a GIVEAWAY!

I remember how little gifts like this, those "for-no-reason" gifts given to me by my grandma, were just as exciting as a Christmas or birthday gift.
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The idea that she bought me something without a holiday obligation made me feel special. I'm pretty sure that's a universal feeling.
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My gifts were drawn from paper sacks from Avon or The Jones Store or from a purse instead of a wrapped box with a bow made of leaves recycled from a house plant (my mother-in-law wastes nothing.) And they came from Granny, not Grammy.
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I don't have grandkids but I really want to make someone feel like this! So leave a comment and tell me something about a grandparent (or an adult in your life if you weren't blessed with presence of your grandparents) that made you feel special. I'll draw 2 winners on Friday to receive a package of some cool scrapbook supplies. Good luck!
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27 comments:

Alicia Sharp said...

My grandparents raised me and my brothers along with 4 more of my cousins. After they retired they went back to work just to be able to support us. They taught me that your family was EVERYTHING and you did what you had to for them. I miss them so very much. THEY were my mom and dad!

Shan said...

My Grandma Strauss was an AMAZING lady. She raised 5 children who all turned out to be great people, and her legacy keeps us together as a family. We still have a Family Reunion every year (with upwards of 50 people), even though Grandma has been gone for several years now. I am grateful I have a few pictures of her with my daughter. Even though Em doesn't remember her, she hears stories about her and knows how special she was!!!

Michelle said...

I grew up with my Maternal grandparents. Several times a month my younger brother and I would spend the night on a Friday. Oh how we looked forward to those sleep overs.

My grandma would make special desserts we loved (usually jello in our own mold with fruit) and dinner out. It was so much fun!

scrappysue said...

my grandmother died 10 years ago this week. i still miss her. she once said, don't cry over spilt milk, when i spilt something, because i expected to get yelled at. it was so nice not to, and i always remember that

Micayla said...

I don't really get on with my Granparents, unfortunately but my MIL and FIL makes a fantastic granparents. They spends so much time with my daughter and no doubt will provide her with such amazing adventures when she is older.

Susan said...

My maternal grandparents used to let my brother and I play "store" or "restaurant" in their refinished basement. We'd drag out all their dishes and set up tables for the restaurant or take out all the cannned goods for the store. My grandmother would also make us root beer floats and serve them to us on tv trays when we visited in the afternoon.

jkhenson said...

My Grandpa Red was a carpenter and he had a workshop in his garage. He would save all of his scraps and older hammers, buy us extra nails and let us be in the workshop with him. We could make whatever our hearts desired while he worked, and we "built" beside him. He taught us how to create and how to enjoy things like the smell of the fresh wood or to take our time with stains... It was fun to just have that time with him. He's been gone for eleven years and I wish my kids could have known him better...

Pam said...

This post made me bawl like a baby! I miss my Nana every day and still think of her often but your post just made me think about all those things she used to do. Like even though she was having Chemo she drove 45 minutes every Friday to pick up my oldest from Daycare to spend the afternoon with him when he was only a year old. No matter how bad she felt she wasn't going to miss a day! And our daily phone calls. And my monthly trips to color and cut her hair and then she'd insist on taking me out for dinner even though she couldn't afford it. I'd try to order the cheapest thing on the menu. My oldest was only 2 1/2 when we lost her to Cancer and my youngest never met her. The would have been best friends for ever!

fRAN's bLOG said...

My Grandparents were great! One of the things, well, two things I remember about my grandpa was his famous pound cake! It was soo good! The other thing I miss is his hugs even though his beard would 'bout rub me raw-LOL! Grandma always came out of the back bedroom with a checkbook in her hand. She would always write a check for us to go buy us something special for birthday, Christmas, etc., but I learned a life lesson from Grandma and that was she wanted to make sure anytime I took pictures she wanted to make sure I dated the backs of them. She enjoyed showing us old photos, but some of them she couldn't make out who it was. Another thing she told me was to make sure that when we're taking photos--get in those photos too and ask someone else if they would take the photo for us. She said make sure you're in the photo with the friends or family members. It makes for a very nice memory. I'm still trying to get better at that. I take so many photos of my husband and kids and I'm rarely in any of them. So, from now on when at a ball game, I will stop someone and ask if they would take our photo. People don't mind! I would love it if someone asked me to take their group photo for them!

Missy said...

Like you said, it's those unexpected gifts, with no holiday obligation, that made me feel special. I have a friend that does that often!
Missy Hursh

rebecca lucille said...

My mom used to make me feel so special by surprising me with a "for no reason" gift quite often...since I was the "baby" of the family and often was too young to go do alot of what my older siblings got to do, she would always surprise me with either a homemade goodie or a special trip to somewhere! Often she would surprise us all with little "goodie bags" when we got home from school at the end of the week... just because! She was the best! Loved reading about this, since it brought back so many good memories! Thanks!

Kristi Smith said...

Awww . . . I hope I am a grandma someday. Will is so cute, I love that pic of him.

Grandpa didn't have a sled so he found his shovel and a trashcan lid for us to slide down his hill into his garden. My fav memory.

Grandma would always hand us a dollar at church for us to keep . . . not put in the offering plate. lol

They kept orange slices and mints around at all times.

Grandpa would make us popcorn and I would rub each kernel over a hard stick of butter because he never melted it. Just a cute memory.

Grandpa loved my kisses. I imagine Gayla and I were the only ones he got them from. :)

Grandma would cry when I called her.

Oh, this is making me want to do a memory blog! :)

Melissa Priest said...

My parents have always made me feel so special. My dad, especially, would go out of his way to call me everyday (sometimes several times a day) after my daughter passed away - just to check on me and to see if I was ok. My parents pay my boys so much attention as well - my parents make handmade cards to send the boys to celebrate the first day of school, they paint rocks to keep as souveniers of the time they spend together, they even hold a Camp Grammy PawPaw. For one week every summer, they invite all 5 of the grandkids to come stay in the country with them & camp out without any other adults.

My loving my boys & showering them with attention and handmade items, my parents make ME feel special!

Melissa Priest said...

My parents have always made me feel so special. My dad, especially, would go out of his way to call me everyday (sometimes several times a day) after my daughter passed away - just to check on me and to see if I was ok. My parents pay my boys so much attention as well - my parents make handmade cards to send the boys to celebrate the first day of school, they paint rocks to keep as souveniers of the time they spend together, they even hold a Camp Grammy PawPaw. For one week every summer, they invite all 5 of the grandkids to come stay in the country with them & camp out without any other adults.

My loving my boys & showering them with attention and handmade items, my parents make ME feel special!

Melanie said...

My grandparents would have the whole family over for huge Sunday dinners. That was a real special time because it made us all very close.

Jayna said...

My grandfather bought me a pink ice ring when I was 13. This was a big deal because my grandfather NEVER did his own shopping. But he saw it and thought of me. =)

Dena said...

My grandma would go to Florida every year for a few months and she would always be gone for my December birthday...So every year we would have a special day before she left and we would go shopping and out to lunch or for a sundae. And when she got back she would always give me a big hug and tell me that she "missed me like the dickens!". I still have no idea what that means, but I'll never forget it!

City Mouse said...

My paternal grandparents were the kindest, most loving people I have ever known. Whenever I stayed with them, we would play games of Wahoo over and over and I loved them so much that I would cry if my marble had to "kill" their marble in order to progress along the board! I have GREAT memories of those two special people!!

Katrina said...

My Grandma lived out of state.....every year around my birthday or Christmas I would get a box! I would almost always be opening the box while we were calling her to tell her it arrived....another is my Stepdad....he had to go thru chemo and I remember the look on his face everytime I came to sit with him during my lunch hour for his treatment....I miss him bunches....

Thanks for bringing back the memories...

Michelle said...

Kendra, That is so nice of her !
My Grandma kept her savings bankbook under the kitchen table vinyl tablecloth. She would take it out and whisper "don't tell anyone - take a look how much money we have and we got interest!" There wasn't a lot in the account, but it made me feel very special that she shared this secret with only me. Other times when she wasn't cooking us a meal, she would be sitting at the kitchen table making a hat for herself and sewing big fat red plastic cherries on top of the hat for decoration. Meanwhile Pop-Pop would sit at the other end of the table shuffling cards and trying to teach me how to play Pinochle.
I really wish they were here today - I have so many questions to ask them.
Thanks for reminding me to remember them today Kendra.

kristina proffitt said...

What a sweet thing, Kendra! Love sweet memories like that. I remember my Grandpa would take me out to his garden when I was little and we'd pick cucumbers. ;) I didn't see him much since we lived pretty far away and my Dad was in the Army, but I just remember the look of accomplishment on his face as he showed me all of the vegetables. Every time I smell cucumbers I think of my Grandpa. ♥

Erin Bassett said...

I love that both my Grandmas taught me how to do things that my parents weren't great at...those skills and their creativity inspire me daily in creating things.

Liz said...

I was never geographically close enough to my grandparents to get to know them well, but after Jeff and I got married and moved back to Eldorado I was working 12 hour shifts so only worked 3 nights a week and had the opportunity to get to know Jeff's granddad. He would always plant a truck patch of watermelons and that summer there was no one to help him out and he was in his 90's, so I volunteered to help him. He said we would just put out a small patch since it was only the 2 of us. By the time he got done, we had over 3 acres of watermelons, and he believed that you needed to hoe the weeds, ALOT!! That man was a slave driver, but it was one of the best summers of my life. He was a fantastic storyteller and as I was hoeing, he would tell stories. Another thing I remember about that summer was almost everyday, air force jets would fly over really low and buzz us. I thought it was really cool until Jeff told me they were probably using us for target practice, YIKES!! Anyway, I feel so fortunate that I was able to get to know him that summer and I think he might have enjoyed torturing me also :.)))

Shawnna Samples said...

My great grandmother lived down the street from me when I was a child. I loved it. She had a special room in her house that she decorated just for me. She let me sit on her kitchen counter and make meatballs with her. She would let me play in her make-up and help me put it on. Every time I smell Mary Kay products it makes me think of her. Love my Grandma Erma.

Kimber-Leigh said...

my maternal grandparents loved education. my grandmother loved to hear me play the piano...and as much as i hated practicing growing up, i am glad to have special memories of her sitting in my living room listening to me play. they set up a trust fund for each of their nine grandchildren for college...and every time i would get bogged down in the details of a paper or an exam, i would remember that this was part of their legacy...and it would encourage me to continue strongly. having grandparents who believed in me and loved me and took time for me still makes me feel special. how i miss them.

Jennifer Hansen said...

My great grandma (Granny) and also my namesake, was someone who had a huge impact on my childhood. I would visit almost daily. She was patient and taught me so many things. She was stubborn and a strong woman and I learned so much from her!

tania said...

grandpa pearce always made me feel special and was always bragging on me to anyone and everyone who would listen. he's been gone 5 years now....it seems like an eternity. i'm sad that the sound of his voice is fading from my memory already.

you've inspired me to document the special things my husband's parents do to keep a close relationship with my girls even though they live far away....often through packages in the mail too.

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