Some of you might be wondering why I chose the name for the blog that I did so I thought I'd explain.
Mrs. Ila Ann Frazier was my grandmother, she passed on to Glory August 18, 2007. It almost never failed that she had a peanut butter (Or some yummy flavor) cookie or two in her cookie jar. It was a sad day indeed when we opened it to find...crumbs. But even those crumbs spoke of hope because we knew that when the crumbs were all there was left, she would make more. :)
In the span of two years, we lost our precious Pawpaw Usery, my aunt, Mawmaw Ila and our dear aged friend and neighbor, T.W.. With the loss of these dear founts of information and love, we learned, the hard way, what a true blessing from God intergenerational relationships really are.
We are no longer able to ask these loved ones a question, or run up the road to see them (and run back home with arms full of goodies). We are no longer able to sit and listen to their stories, eat their cookies, or help quilt on a quilt. And it is impossible for me to express how much I wish that could be different. However, what we can do is build relationships with others, pass on the wisdom that we were handed and keep their legacy alive. Maybe we could even fill a cookie jar every once in a while with peanut butter cookies.
Cookie crumbs and aprons say "Mawmaw" to me, because she was always feeding--body and soul. (The aprons just remind me of her love of home..she also made me a few to help instill a love of home to me.) So, now it's my turn to feed others and that is what I hope to do with this blog. Sometimes it might taste so nasty you will want to spit it out, but hopefully those morsels will not come around the table too often. :)
Love the name friend and all your reasons. :o) I'm excited.
ReplyDeleteOkay, you made me cry talking about Mawmaw. I sure miss her. Never knew what she would tell ya but she pretty much always gave good advice. My favorite was "I would slap the **** out of him" Hilarous coming from a 90 year old woman. It was sad when there was just crumbs in that cookie jar. You know she told me and Mary she had to get her feet washed cause Jesus was coming to get her. She told us that in July and then she went home in August. Could barely remember who we were but she knew she needed to get ready to go home. Anyway, looking forward to your "cookies". Love ya!
ReplyDeleteThanks.Love you, Gene
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