It's been a while since I've written a Fab Five Friday post. So, yes the title HAD to be super dramatic. 😜 When I first started my blog I planned to do one every Friday to update my readers on my faith, fitness, family, finances,and fun. But that didn't happen. I decided this morning to revisit it and here we are.
For as long as I can remember I have said the words 'At Ma Grace house'. It was the answer to Where are you?, Where are the kids?, Where are y'all having *insert holiday name* dinner? Her house was where the family from out of town came first because they knew they could see everyone there. At Ma Grace house is where so many memories were made and lessons learned. So, here is my Fab Five Friday post dedicated to Ma Grace.
Faith: On Sunday mornings you could count on two things at Ma Grace house, hearing Mr. Hall's program on the radio, Sunday dinner already prepared before she went to church, and visits from family and friends. Ma Grace has always had a strong faith and passed that on to her family.
Finances: At Ma Grace house there wasn't a lot but it was way more than we needed. And if you needed something she would help you if she could. She taught me that a stingy person would never have anything. They keep their hand closed so tight around their money that not only will you not be able to take it out, but no one will ever be able to put anything in. Be a giver. Major key!
Family: Charles, Carolyn, Carl, Rosie Lee, Wilbert, Gloria Jean, Ronnie, Dot, Connie and Robert JR are Ma Grace's children. Most of them lived in our small town for some part of their lives. Her sisters also lived in our small town. So there was always family at Ma Grace house. Always.
Fitness: Go outside!! That's what she yelled at us during the summer. Playing outside was our cardio because we didn't have a choice. Ma Grace was an amazing cook, that cooked and fed her family with love. She passed that on to her children and to SOME of her grandchildren. #NoShade 👀 I remember asking her for a recipe. She gave me the ingredients but no measurements. 'Just taste it and see what it needs' was her her way of measuring. She is the reason I feel recipes are just suggestions and that I love to see people enjoy what I cook.
Fun: There is never a shortage of fun at Ma Grace house. From Cypress St, to Park Grove, to Kimball and King's Borough there was always laughter at Ma Grace house. Holidays, birthdays, summers with the cousins from out of town, and even just a regular day of the week could turn into a get together if just a few members of the family showed up. Or even if you had the opportunity to just talk to her one on one, her stories and slick comments were hilarious.
My grandmother, Ma Grace passed away, at her house, on September 27, 2016 after almost 95 years of life. We were blessed to have her and will be more blessed to have her watching over us from her new house in heaven. I know Grandaddy, Uncle Forest, Uncle Carl, Johnny, Uncle Ronnie are all there. Please don't let Ricky bust your window out. I'm not running away with him this time.