I need to talk myself into this....
My grandmother, Minnie, who totally rocked, would always tell me..."Donna Lynn (all girls from Texas have 2 names - I knew when I was little that only the unloved girls had just one name) I am not afraid of work...I can lay down right beside it and go to sleep."
Don't you love that?
Minnie told me that having silver was a wonderful thing, but then she would wink and add that it was even more wonderful to have someone clean it for you. I do have her silver, sadly I have never had anyone clean it for me.
She loved to meet my friends, always measuring folks with her special yardstick..."Donna Lynn, she seems like a sweet girl, but does she set a nice table?" To her setting a table was a barometer on how much we care about our family and guests. As harsh as that sounds, I understand it. Going to a little extra trouble makes folks feel more important. And that is what she liked to do. Just make people feel better....and she knew food, a great story and a comfortable chair could do that......but she never took it all too seriously, we ate Thanksgiving dinner at half time of the Texas - Texas A&M game!
Every time I set my table I think about her. She didn't save her things, Minnie assumed that every day was a special occasion. "Y'all will never know what tomorrow brings...enjoy today."
My grandmother loved to fish, she loved jewelry, plants of all kinds, me....and her "things". I have most of her things, my silly cousins didn't marry very well, so when she passed away, they didn't want the silver. My husband wondered why I wanted it too. He thought it was just a lot of work. And it is.....but it soothes the soul.
OK, I feel better, got to get back to work, silver to polish, plants to water....Y'all have a great day!!
