The Grandmother Diaries:  My Kids Are My Life

The Grandmother Diaries: My Kids Are My Life

“I have been reading my 1985-86 journals. It seems all I do is worry about Auntie and the children. I’ve got to stop and start thinking about me.  They have a life of their own and it doesn’t include me.  Once in a while they think about me.  I’m sure I did the same with Read More

The Grandmother Diaries: I Opened the Box 1

The Grandmother Diaries: I Opened the Box

I finally jumped into Pandora’s box. I pulled out a handful of Gran’s journals today. I’m starting with 1987 – as it seems to be the earliest I found. Just the first page brings back memories. It’s yellow, curled a little and smells faintly of cigarettes. She lists the times of her favorite TV shows Read More