Lately, I have become obsessed with the “missing years” of my grandmother’s childhood. After her mother died in 1913, I have tried to find keys to her past, especially the years 1913–1928. With this in mind, I have decided to create a timeline of her childhood to help me keep track of my favorite grandmother.
My grandmother, Elva Bryant Allen, was my hero and my strength; I have often felt she was the only one who truly understood me the most in this world. Her home and her love were always my safe haven. Many years after she left this world, I decided to take her name. After my divorce in 2002, I asked the judge if I could take her maiden name. And today, I still proudly share this bond with my dear grandma. Years ago I wrote this poem, and I decided to share it in this blog, for this week’s challenge was about love. Continue reading “Grandma’s Cottage”
