Mimi Musings

The Oldest

I’m thinking about my grandmas a lot these days. Grandma Schwartz and Grandma Wiewel. No cutesy names for these women, I don’t think the thought ever crossed their minds to be called anything else. ..not like me and most of my girlfriends.

Their birthdays are both this month, one today in fact, but I know it’s more than that.

Mostly I’m very aware that my beloved Grandma Wiewel died the December I was eleven. My oldest grandchild is now eleven. I’m suddenly seeing me from her eyes and wonder how deep the imprint is going. More than wonder, I pray all the time for wisdom to impart what has been sewn in me to pass on to them.

The Youngest

All of us have/had a grandmother, two of them in fact, even if we never knew them. Most of us will be one as well. Unlike motherhood which often takes us by surprise, lots of time is provided to prepare a nest in our hearts for the new generation of little ones to land. Make it soft, cozy and very secure.

The seven year old

More than the snippets of conversation or the fun outings, I remember how these strong women made me feel. Welcome, wanted, loved, safe. Many things I often didn’t feel on the playground. They never raised their voice at me or made me feel less than anything.

Painting at my kitchen table.

So today I’ve painted and baked with one and will pick up another one from school for tea soon. With seven in town and two a train ride away, it does take some juggling of the calendar to make it happen and still get a work week in.

I go on a train to see this one.

What drives me is the thought that someday, not too far away, their array of options of whom to spend time with will be very vast. I hope to stay on the list!

Sometimes Papa comes along.

So I’m in it to win it, this role I will own the rest of my life. Can you help me out? If you are a grandmother, tell me your best tip. If you remember your grandmother, tell me what you loved the most.

Hope for the best,

Tish (or as I am known to nine, Mimi)

PS More Mimi musings:Grandma You Left me Too Soon, Pray it Again: My Grammas’s Rosary, Freeze These Moments!,Dates on Our Hearts

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4 Responses to “Mimi Musings”


  1. 1 Cathy Ellison November 16, 2017 at 3:45 PM

    Tish, this is very nice! I just have a tiny little typo thing to mention. Only because I see all this in the social media lately about apostrophes. Your word Grandmas is plural, not possessive so you might want to do a quick edit and delete the apostrophe 🙂 If you want. love, Cathy

    On Thu, Nov 16, 2017 at 3:26 PM, Hope for the Best wrote:

    > Letitia Suk posted: ” I’m thinking about my grandma’s a lot these days. > Grandma Schwartz and Grandma Wiewel. No cutesy names for these women, I > don’t think the thought ever crossed their minds to be called anything > else. ..not like me and most of my girlfriends. Their” >

  2. 3 Linda Sylvester November 16, 2017 at 6:03 PM

    What a sweet and heartwarming message. Thank you, Letitia. I too am remembering by Grandmothers. They were always there for me with open arms and ears, and encouraged me to love who God created me to be. What a blessing.

    Your grandchildren have a very special Grandmother in you. You are a blessing.

    Happy Holidays coming up to you and your family.

    Linda


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