Aspiring Great Grandmother

May 9, 2016

Mother’s day this year was full of joy, as it should be. 🙂

My husband, Gilbert, took me and our 3 girls to Rotorua, NZ, for the weekend. We enjoyed some wonderful family time together…great food, fun in the heated outdoor pool and a thermal walk near our hotel. The smell of sulfur is very noticeable in the air in Rotorua and it made us laugh when 5  year old Maddie said she wanted to know “where those eggs were coming from.” She thought the sulfur smelled like cooking eggs and she was probably right. 🙂

Over the weekend I saw a friend of ours – a lovely lady in her mid 80s – I gave her a hug and wished her a “happy mothers day.” She wished me the same and said, “You’re a mother…but not a grandmother or a great grandmother.” She is both!

I found myself saying, “No, I am not those things yet…but someday I will be!”

As I said that, I felt the joyful pride my Great Grandma Mary Etta must have felt in her grandchildren, and in my mind’s eye, I could already see the beauty of the sparkling, happy generations to come!

I am sure this perspective is only available to me now because of the invaluable gift I was given some months ago of my Great Grandmother’s journals. 🙂

Entry from The Diary of Mary Etta Bone:

May 13, 1934: “Mother’s day…Snoozed all day…Went to Southside Sunday Evening Club.”



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