Who I am..

Sweet Hello....

      Yes, it has been a few since I have written a Blog. And I am very thankful for all the support and love that is shown. Thank you very much.

I have a story to tell about a woman who to me is modest, Independent, Caring, Loving, Passionate, Talented and so many other amazing qualities. I am very proud to say I am her Great Granddaughter.

My mornings as a child I would wake up to a light bumping sound. My Great-Grandmother would be sitting behind strands of white string. Weaving comb in hand as she beats the yarn in place. Her focus would amaze me. I would try and talk or ask her questions but she would give short answers. I would stare into her eyes and wonder what she was thinking about as she lays yarn one over the other. The beating of her weaving is a very soothing sound. When she was tired she would just lay down right behind her loom. She was funny like that.

That was a part of my life that I did not appreciate at the time. It is a memory I enjoy reminiscing about. I would lay behind her and I would hear her humming and the sound of her beating the rug. I would have an Archie comic book and look at the pages. I did not quite know how to read yet, but I would use my imagination to figure out what was going on. My Great-grandmother would weave, cook and attend to her sheep and goats. She was an amazing woman.

My memory with her is special. As I got older and started to read, I would try and help her speak English. We had so much fun. We would laugh and joke about trying to sound out the words. We spent a lot of time together. Thinking back now, I think I was her best friend. She would ask about school. If I learned anything. And I would tell her all about what I did and what I learned. She would tell me about her day and how everyone left and she has been home alone. I would come home by noon so she would cook lunch and we would eat together. My Great-Grandmother only spoke Navajo Language. At my age most children have a hard time speaking and understanding the language. But I had to communicate with her and my Grandma so I learned pretty young.

My Great-Grandmother learned how to weave from her mother-in-law. She told me she was young and that was all she could do to trade for food and supplies. She never attended school or had a job. What she did at home was a full-time position. She was single mother raising 3 children. 2 Daughters and 1 Son. My Great-Grandmother was a giver. It made her so happy when she could help someone who needed help. She was the first one to volunteer her time to help with Ceremonies or events. She was a great cook. So they always asked her to help with cooking and attend gatherings.

I have so many memories with her. I truly do miss both my Great-Grandmother and my Grandmother. Both extraordinary Women. I am very grateful to have spent so much time with them. And just from all that time. The Woman I am today is because of all the Strong, Independent Women in my life. Thank you for reading and please share my story. Lots of Love and Blessings to you.