This is me, my mom, my grandma, and my great grandma.
Not too many people have the opportunity to capture a 4-generation photo when they are a baby. And I count my blessings that I was able to do it again when I was thirty!
Words don’t adequately convey how much I love my mom. She raised me as a single-mother. Her hands, and her schedule, were fuller than I can ever fathom. But somehow she did it. She filled our home with love and energy. She has this uncanny ability to give me guidance and advice, let me make my own decisions, and love me regardless. I will be forever grateful for her loving example.
My Grandma Kenna instilled in me a sense of hard work and dedication. She is a fighter (breast cancer survivor!) and she’ll give it to you straight. I remember growing up visiting her at the family store (Comal Saddlery) and she was always busy. Her hands could shape a cowboy hat, create beautiful stained glass designs, and lovingly care for her garden, animals, and grandchildren.
My Great-Grandma must have taught my Grandma all these things too. At 90+ years old my Great Grandma probably has a better memory than I do. She is my great grandma from pure genealogy perspective… however, she truly deserves the title of “Great”. When I was a little girl, I would go to her house every morning to eat breakfast, watch cartoons, and catch the bus. She was patient and let all us kids have our fun. I remember fondly of me and my cousins sliding down the banisters over and over. Thanksgivings always meant a house full, and i mean FULL (40-50 people maybe?), of family and love.
And I would be remiss if I didn’t count my blessings for my Grandma on dad’s side. She gave me the gift of music. Literally. A piano at age 5 and weekly piano lessons for the next 8 years. That piano still sits in my house today. Even though my parents divorced when I was very young, my grandma remained a vital part of my life. And I know that her spirit, love of music, and gifted intellect has lived with ever since.
Finally, to all my aunts, cousins, and friends … All Mothers Everywhere… you all do an amazing job. I know it is not always easy. I know there are times you make sacrifices that no one else knows. Thank you.