Tag: grandparents

well, i did it. i was a big weepy mess, but i did it.

Before you ask, yes, this is about my beloved grandma. Last post about it, I promise. And also: family. And, being brave. My grandma’s funeral was today. It was amazing to see everyone and hear all the ways she touched people’s lives. I learned a bunch of things, actually, that I never knew about the

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snoring like a rusty jigsaw

My maternal great-grandmother Ceridwen Donald, born in 1899, migrated (immigrated?) to Canada from Wales along with her husband David way back before my grandparents were born. They eventually settled in Regina Beach (yes, that’s pronounced just like vagina, thanks) in Saskatchewan, where my mother and my uncle came along in the fullness of time. A

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