Monday, July 14, 2008

Grandma's Bedroom

We have a Grandma's bedroom in our house. It's upstairs and at the end of the hall. There are no Grandma's who ever sleep over and stay here - my Grandmas have both gone to Heaven now - but this room is still called "Grandma's Bedroom". It's just filled with "Grandma" things!

The old bedroom suite belonged to my Grandma on my Daddy's side and I'm ever so proud to have it in my home.

Little old lamps sit on the dresser that could have been there as my Grandma combed her hair and powdered her nose for the day.

Wonder how many times my Grandma looked into this mirror? How many times did her reflection hold a smile, tears, prayers for her family?

This is my Grandma's old sewing machine. She made little baby dresses on this machine for me. Later on, she made doll dresses for my dolls on this old machine.

Here is the little oil can that was kept in the drawer of her sewing machine and she used it to keep her machine in top working order.

Here lies an old dress pattern that would have made my Grandma a lovely frock for church.

A tiny little doll dress hangs on this knob to remind me of how my Grandma loved to sew.

My Grandma loved flowers and I know these would have pleased her and she would have really loved this old blue vase.

Sitting atop the old chest of drawers is a pair of little baby shoes that belonged to me that were never bronzed. I'm so sure I walked to my Grandma's arms wearing these little shoes.

Also this bedroom is filled with lots of crocheted pieces. My Grandma loved to crochet and always had her crochet hook in her hands going to town on her projects.

This little baby head box just makes me smile and I'm sure it belonged to a grandma. Wonder what she kept in it - her wedding rings, watch, secret trinkets?
As I said, there are no grandmas who come to visit and stay in this room. But I would like to think if either of my Grandmas were alive today, they would enjoy this room and feel at home here in my "Grandma's Room".

Let me leave you with a little Note Song ~
Grandma's hands Clapped in church on Sunday morning
Grandma's hands Played a tambourine so well
Grandma's hands Used to issue out a warning
She'd say, "Honey, don't you run so fast
Might fall on a piece of glass
"Might be snakes there in that grass"
Grandma's hands
Grandma's hands
Used to hand me piece of candy
Grandma's hands
Picked me up each time I fell
Grandma's hands
Boy, they really came in handy
She'd say, "Matty don' you whip that boy
What you want to spank him for? He didn't drop no apple core"
But I don't have Grandma anymore
If I get to Heaven I'll look for
Grandma's hands
~sung by Bill Withers