I wish my mother had left me something about how she felt growing up. I wish my grandmother had done the same. ~Carol Burnett
I deeply loved my grandmas, and yet I know so little about who they really were. These days I hold my memories close and whisper questions that no one has the answers to. Were they ever naughty? (Yes, that really is my very first question!) Did they have a crush on anyone besides the men I know they married? If they did, who was he? Did they go to school? Where and for how long? Were their parents kind to them? What were their favorite foods, colors, songs, or books? I know my grandma Joy knew and loved God, but what about the other two? What were their marriages really like? Were they afraid to grow old and die? Did anyone hurt them? Did anyone help them? I know they loved me, but what did they like about me?
How I wish I knew.
What about you – what does someone in your life wish you would tell them? If you have daughters, ask them what they want to know. If you are a daughter, ask your mom your questions. Ask your grandmothers and your aunts. Be brave – share your hearts before you have only wishes left.
Leave the Legacy only you can – your life stories.