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Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Grandma And Great Grandma Mom



 Grandma And Great Grandma Mom

 
My mother told me on the day of my birth they handed her the wrong baby.  It seems I nearly got switched at birth.  It's a very scary thing to think you could of grown up with the wrong family all your life and never really knew.  I often thought to myself , "was she so sure that she got the right baby."   Then I would look in the mirror and see my grandmother in my own smile and I then I knew I came from the Pennington Family.  Everyone that I talked to my whole childhood would say,  " You look so much like your grandmother Clara. "  I was the only grandchild that had that much resemblance to her.   My grandmother was a very beautiful woman but in her younger years had a long slender body.  I  was never built like her because I  always had bigger limbs.  Her arms and legs were very skinny.   
 
My grandmother was a teacher,  as a matter fact my family had  many teachers in the Pennington family and they nearly all were talented  musically.  She took me to church when I was little and I would sing my heart out and she would always brag about how good I could sing.  Though now I know I never really could sing that well, but it did encourage me to love singing.   She had ten brothers and sisters, my great aunts and uncles who I have very fond memories of,  but  I don't think I ever met them all. 
 
My great grandmother was a very tiny woman and lived very near to one-hundred years.  She was a mountain woman .  She farmed and took care of the cows and chickens.  She could jump a fence in her eighties to chase down the cows and still fixed a really big breakfast - eggs, bacon, biscuit, fried potatoes, pancakes  and she still stayed skinny.
 
Some of my best memories as a child was visiting our Great Grandma Mom,  running around  the farmland and looking at her beautiful flowers, chasin' a chicken just because it was fun or findin, a red spotted lizard under a rock and gettin, all excited about it.   That's the kind of things I enjoyed when I was little. 
 I remember a day when I was very young, may-be it was even on that old farm,  I looked up at the sky and saw the rolling clouds and the sun beams shining through, I said in my heart,  " There must be a God because no man can make that."  That is my earliest memory of realizing God existed.
 
 
 
Susan Y Nikitenko
June 19th, 2013
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