Way Back Wednesday: Gone...

"Gone but not forgotten...a more serious tone this week as we share our pictures of ourselves with loved ones we've lost (either through death or lost touch with over the years)"
These are our instructions from The Kept Woman for our photographic time capsule.This ia a picture of me with my mother and her mother, my grandmother, at my wedding. These are the two women who influenced me the most. My mother was one of the funniest and creative people ever. She had a very dry wit, and could do most anything artistic, and do it WELL. I also learned from her that most important of skills: know when to keep your mouth shut because you know you'll never win...even if you are right. She died on December 12, 2001, after a harrowing year-long battle with lung cancer. (Shameless PSA: it's a horrible way to die, if you smoke, stop.) When my parents divorced, my mom moved us back to her hometown to be near her parents. We always lived within 6 blocks of them, sometimes with them. We ate dinner together every night.


My grandmother was known as "Deda" to all her grandchildren. She outlived her husband and both of her children to the ripe old age of 96. She witnessed more social and industrial change than I have time to chronicle here. She was the wisest person, strongest woman and the best cook I have ever known. She died on June 12, 2004 of age related illnesses.

Definitely not forgotten.