The Heart of a Mom won an award

My gram would have been honored to recieve this award. I can imagine she would have gone off telling everyone about this. This came from Crocodile Soup For The Soul.

The instructions for the passing on of this accolade are:

1. The winner can put the logo on his/her blog

2. Link the person from whom you received your award

3. Nominate up to 7 other blogs

4. Put links of those blogs on yours, and

5. Leave a message on the blogs that you've nominated

I think instead of sites I love I should try sites my gram would have loved which means you'll learn a little more about my gram.

My gram loved junkin' as much as I do maybe more so. She would have loved thriftshopromantic's site.

My gram loved her politics and she would have loved The Democratic Republican- Views and news

My gram did a lot of cooking so she would have loved Farmgirl Fare

She would have gone ballistic over Rose of Sharon

She would have really loved Peace Bella as well.

Growing Old

I'm not afraid of growing old.
For age brings so much grace
There is no beauty more sincere
Than the lines on an aged face
There is no silver more honestly earned
Than the silver in someones hair
No, I'm not afraid of growing old
There is no worry there.

But help me lord to look at things
And watch the sunsets gold
To see the beauty in a tree
Smell the fragrance of a rose
To watch the seasons come and go
To breath their beauty rare
To feel the rain upon my face
The wind blow through my hair.

I want to walk with the children
And think on childish things
Watch the beauty of the first snowfall
See the promises of spring
The joyfulness of Christmas time
The happy thoughts it brings
I never want to let go of
My faith in childish things.

I'm not afraid of growing old
That holds no fear for me
I hope that I can live to be
The last leaf on the tree
Still golden dreams of happy times
Can fill my memories cup
I'm not afraid of growing old
Just of growing up.

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Here Is Something A Little Different

This is the Cleveland skyline and my grandma. I know it makes no sense to you why I would put the two pictures together so I am going to tell a little story.

One of the towers in the picture glows in the dark at the needle of it. When it glowed it seemed to have a white face. My gram worked at the Cleveland Post Office as a mail Sorter, she worked night shift. I would sit in the brown station wagon with imitation wood paneling on the outside and inside. The post office was in one of those buildings. It seemed to me that when that tower glowed it looked like Frosty The Snowman. It didn't matter if it was summer time we would sit in the car and sing Frosty all the way to my grams work place.

The Lord Likes Me This Way

I'm old and fat
I have lost my teeth
My hair is getting thin
And when I look back on my life
I was never meant to win
Each hill I've climbed
Has been a task
That almost blew my mind
But I have seen the sunshine
In my life lots of times
I've climbed up mountains
And looked out on a view
A million times more beautiful
Than you 'city fellers' knew
I have walked in meadows
Decorated by snow
Where only footprints
Of God's little critters show
But time has robbed me of my youth
And painted my hair gray
When I walk I know I stoop
For age made me that way
When you look at me you laugh
"What a funny old lady" you say
But what you think don't bother me-
The Lord likes me this way.,