My Nana. The OG feminist in our family. The first one to leave home, travel, and marry for love instead of security.
The oldest of 10. When she was 14, her parents told her she couldn't go to school anymore, because she had to be home to help with her siblings. She fought hard enough with them that year, that she got to go back to school, and she graduated in 1955, from Pleasent Gardens High School.
When she was 18 years old, she got on a bus for D.C. and became a secretary/Model. She lived in a studio apartment with 3 other girls, and made sure she had a date lined up each night so that she was sure to get at least one meal a day.
When she was 21, she met and fell in love with my beloved Papaw. She traveled with him around the country. And when he was deployed over seas in the Navy, she stayed home, worked three jobs, and tried what I believe was her best at mothering her 3 children.
She was a stone cold Scorpio. Hard to love, but loveable all the same. She lived a hard life, and never really knew how to cope with her childhood, which reflected in her own parenting.
She tried harder as a grandmother, but still, sometimes, she was tough to be around.
She wanted me to be a lawyer, or something prestigious, and I disappointed her by being an artist. But in her later years, she accepted it, and I know that she always loved me.
When she died 3 years ago, I was at her side everyday, and we healed our relationship then. I read her favorite book to her (doctor Zhivago). Two days ago was what would have been her 80th birthday. .
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