As few months ago, my grandpa (Poppy) brought me the best present ever from my great-grandpa’s house: a box of family memories.
The box has tons of pictures of my grandmother from when she was younger, as well as great things like a five generation photo, photos of my sister, aunt, mom, and me as kids, and even my grandparent’s wedding album.
My favorite things in the box, however, were the things I didn’t even know existed: locks of my grandmother’s hair from when she was a baby with labels on the envelops (60 year old hair! That is both creepy and beautiful.), certificates, savings account ledgers, cards, and schoolwork.
I’ll be going through this box to make digital versions of everything and to figure out how to best preserve the original versions, so you’ll be seeing things from here pop up on the blog from time to time.
Because it’s Mother’s Day, I thought I’d share some of my favorite things from the box: Mother’s Day cards my grandmother made for my great-grandmother.
The poem on this one is the funniest thing:
You may be getting very fat, the only thing that still fits you is your HAT. But I don’t really care about that. I love you.
I don’t know if my grandmother wrote it, or if she copied it from somewhere. But it makes sense, because my great-grandmother was pretty much pregnant through my grandma’s whole childhood! She had 6 kids (which is nothing on Jake’s grandmother, who had 10).
The feeling that finding these treasures gave me makes me more confident in my role as our family’s memory keeper. If looking through these photos and memorabilia gives me this much pleasure, imagine when Eliza’s grandkids get to see her School Work Scrapbook. How awesome will it be when our great-grandkids get a hold of Project Life? I wish more than anything that my great-grandmother and grandmother were still here to answer my questions about these photos; I love that our future family will have the stories that accompany the images.
It also makes me want to get the information that I do have about these photos, as given by my grandpa and great-grandpa, recorded as soon as possible before I loose the details.
The old also makes me appreciate the new that much more. Here’s what Eliza made me for Mother’s Day:
That’s a picture of me.
If you’re a mom, Happy Mother’s Day to you!