Hi, I’m Calli
Welcome! If you enjoy your visit, be sure to follow me:
Oh My Stars!
Canning Day Quilt

Connections to my Grandmother

maxineaubra

My maternal grandmother was Maxine Platts Morgan.  She died of breast cancer just after she turned 45 years old.  That was the year before I was born.  I have the honor of sharing her name as my middle name… Calli Maxine.

Over the years I have asked my Mom stories about her, and tried to learn about her.  I feel such a connection, even though I never knew her and she has been gone for many, many years.

Some years back, just after college, I was working at Lofgren’s Scan Design, a furniture store in Salt Lake City.  An older couple came into the store, and I helped them find what they were looking for.  After we had spent some time together, the woman asked me if I might be related to Maxine Morgan.  I told her I was her granddaughter.  The couple said they had thought so.  They told me that my grandparents had been their dear friends.  The said how much they had loved my grandmother and how they would never forget her contagious laugh or how her smile could light up a room.  I felt honored that enough of her was in me, that they recognized me as her granddaughter.

This Fall, she has been especially on my mind.  My mom has told me how, each Fall, my grandmother worked very hard, canning everything she could.  She still remembers the kitchen table full of neat rows of beautiful bottles cooling.   She remembers her mother lining the pantry shelves with pears, peaches, cherries, apricots, carrots, beans, tomatoes, and applesauce.   My grandmother taught my mother canning.  And my mother taught me.  As I line the bottles on my shelves I feel once again so connected to my grandmother.  And I’m grateful that even though she is gone, she is still part of my life.

Share and Enjoy:
  • Digg
  • StumbleUpon
  • del.icio.us
  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Google Bookmarks
  • Google Buzz
  • Yahoo! Buzz

8 Responses to “Connections to my Grandmother”

  • What a beautiful story! It gave me goosebumps.

  • Your grandma was a beautiful woman. My mom’s mom died when I was 17, so I lost her before I could appreciate her as an adult, but I still feel very close to her when I cook. Plus, people say I have her smile, and I love to hear that.

  • Kimberli:

    I share the middle name of Maxine with my grandma too. I am fortunate that she is still with us. At age 87, she still bakes her own bread every week.

    What a great influence your grandma was in your life, even though you didn’t know her personally.

  • This is such a beautiful post, thank you for sharing.

    xox

  • Uncle Ty:

    Thanks for sharing Calli; I was so touched to read your thoughts about my Mom! I have no doubt she is so proud of her granddaughter and the many accomplishments you have made in your life, most importantly that of being a wonderful Mother.

    I love you dear, Uncle Ty

  • That was such a tender story. Thanks for letting us share a piece of it with you. I am trying to be the kind of grandmother my little angels will always remember.

  • Jessica Long:

    I loved reading this post. It is so strange never knowing your grandmother, but we are lucky enough to have stories, memories and pictures. You carry on her legacy well! She was a beautiful woman inside and out and there is no doubt she is proud! Wonderful post!

  • […] it wasn’t.  It was made in the early 1960′s by my grandmother and sister, my great aunt Lola, who made 10 or more of them for their sisters and […]

Leave a Reply

Archives


Virtual Quilting Bee