And yet…
I am so glad to have and share these photos of my Granny and Granddaddy holding me as a baby.
I grew up in a different world than my grandparents. They lived in small small rural North Carolina and I was born in Thailand.
We were heading to my grandparents’ beautiful and bountiful garden when I was about 6 maybe and I excitedly proclaimed, “We’re going to pick some potatoes!”. Who knew they did not grow on trees! Despite the fact I must have seemed like a little creature from outer space at times, my grandparents always made me feel loved and cared for.
My granddaddy greeted me with, “Hello Ugly! You’re getting uglier and uglier every time I see you!” every time he saw me. The way he said it conveyed that he thought I was cute as a button.
I wish I could sit at their table, introduce them to my children, eat some amazing collards and dumplings, and listen to their stories.
Check out some more vintage photos & stories:
Living, Laughing and Loving in Austin
Cheetah Velour (one of the best blog names EVAH)
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