It's coincidental that my mom posted about my grandmother's favorite verse this morning. I had already written a post about Grandmama for today so you get a double dose of her inspiring nature. Here you go:
My grandmama is a good woman. She embodies all the fruit of the spirit and she has a great sense of humor to boot. Someday I hope to be like her. I'm pretty sure she's invincible, even though she's tiny. She works hard with no complaint and meets adversity with prayer and joy.
Recently, I looked in the mirror and saw a woman's face looking back for the first time. I didn't think I was a girl before since I'm going to hit 30 this year, but I've always looked younger than I am and just never saw an adult in the mirror. It was more psychological than physical. People still talk to me like I'm 20, but I'm more confident in my own skin now.
Today, I realized that my hands were following my face's lead. As I got in the car to go to work, they had on them Vick's baby rub from comforting my sick baby and a smear of grease from adding antifreeze to my sick car. The juxtaposition struck me. Both actions felt completely natural and I was thankful to know how to do each so I could be useful. Maybe I'll end up like Grandmama after all.
~MM
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