Slow Down - Take Time - Ask Questions

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That grandmother of mine…

Had six sisters…all younger but close in age…Elsie…Albia…Lenora Lillian…Mary Rose…Anna Blanche and Georgia…

Never knew Albia or Mary…each dying at a young age…but spent many of those days at the River…those little girl days at the River…with the others…

Because that grandmother of mine…Emily M…and her sisters were best friends…gardening together…baking together…getting together to chat…

Sisters married brothers…the couples all friends…played cards…drank beer…sat by the Cedar and watched the River flow by…

It was lively…full of laughter…and when little me and her brothers were there for a visit…they made us feel at home…

And so Curious George me…is curious…it was always Aunt Georgie…Aunt Len and Aunt Ann…where was Elsie in all this?..where was she that made her so forgettable?..

Have no idea…maybe she lived far away…or maybe it was something else…and while one of us is being curious…she’d like to know what the M is in Emily M?…always thought her middle name was Ann…

And so it is…in life and aging…you begin to see things through different eyes…old people eyes…and wonder about family…the past…things you took for granted…

And you wish you’d thought of it earlier…slowed down from the eagerness to move forward…and taken time to ask the questions while someone was still here…who knew the answers…
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And that husband of mine…agrees…

​Photos by Gayle on Find A Grave. Used with permission.