Saturday, June 28, 2008

Introducing: Nana

This is my mom.

Almost everyone nowadays calls her "Nana". And she is a very, very good Nana.

Since my parents live next door we eat at least our evening meal together. Often it's breakfast and lunch too.

She helps me carry the burden of cooking for at least seven people each day and she has a self-appointed nickname of "Kitchen-Aid". This is a well earned title since she rarely skips over an opportunity to wash our dishes and clean our kitchen. Although I had often told her otherwise, I believed she was trying to make up for all the cleaning I did as a kid in her place.

You see I was once a latch-key kid. My mom worked full time and I learned to be very self-sufficient very early. She was very strict (of which I am very glad about now) and so I usually stayed home.

Since I was home I was expected to do a lot of housework. By the time I was nine I was doing my own laundry, making simple meals, cleaning bathrooms, vacuuming, and dusting after I got home from school and on the weekends. Although I was proud of the work I did and see so much value by being entrusted with it, she sometimes feels bad.

But a lot of things have changed since I was a kid. My mom has come to realize just how much she missed out by working outside the home during our childhood years. She told me that she doesn't help with my kitchen and with the feeding of my kids because she feels guilt over not being there for me.

She does it because it is so gratifying to her.

She realized that not only did I miss out on a full time mommy but she missed out on tremendous blessing by not being apart of the simple things of everyday life.

I'm sharing this with you today because she was so cute this morning and I couldn't just start talking about her without an introduction. That would be rude.

Anyway, I did not grow up in a bible reading, everybody praying, following Jesus home. We were Catholic. Sort of.

We were often the "Chreaster" variety. We showed up to Christmas and Easter mass and called it good.

But I came to know Jesus as my Savior in 1995 and it wasn't too many years after that she invited Jesus into heart, and most importantly into the driver's seat of her life.

She is 61 years old and is learning things about the Lord and the bible that my children take for granted. But she is such an eager learner and she is so proud of verses she memorizes and things she understands. It is soooooo cute.

She be-bopped over this morning all dressed up because she was going to a birthday party. But before she went she just had to come show me!

With the biggest smile on her face she started to recite, "Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers, Deuteronomy, etc..."

Last night she couldn't sleep because of her asthma medication so she stayed up and memorized all the books of the bible!

I told you she was so cute.

She said she almost called me at 2:30 am to tell me because she was so thrilled.
I'm thrilled too.

How the Father in heaven must have been smiling at her last night.
She is a wonderful example of how it is never too late to do things that are good, right and true.


kimclogs said...

Ahhhh...what a sweet Nana! How awesome that your parents are right next door to share in your life and for you to share in theirs.

Mamahollioni said...

That is so cute. We love Nana!

Andrea Bell said...

ahhhhh...what a blessing and delight for the kiddos to see that you can still finish well.

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