Grandpop constructed a smoke house on their property and walking home from school promised those spicy, smokey aromas of linguisa, and if we were really lucky that day, Portuguese sweet bread shaped into doves. Living with my grandparents were the most loving and unforgettable years of my childhood. You never knew what wacky thing would happen, like the time I ran into her huge kitchen and observed a large stockpot with chicken legs sprouting from the top... ACK! Those chickens lived in our backyard!
Grandma Emily taught me to cook, bake, and keep house. She also instilled in me a deep reverence and faith in God and the Virgin Mary. She prayed her rosary every day, and taught me the importance of positive thinking and treating everyone I met with respect and kindness.
Toward the end of her 89 years, my grandmother quit cooking and crocheting, but found time to create beautiful rosaries for others. I have her last handmade rosary, the one she died with. It was entwined in her hands, she prayed until the end.
In honor of Grandma Emily, I created a simple but significant necklace that I hope she would be proud to wear. An antiqued bronze cross displaying the Virgin is the focal, accented by vintage Czech cathedral beads in her favorite color, red. I created a copper nest to remind me of her cozy kitchen nook, and added a copper charm that I hand stamped in Latin: Sancta Maria. Grandma enjoyed a little bling from time to time, so I added vintage Swarovski rhinestones for our sparkly fun times. Thanks, Grandma!
I hope you enjoyed this glimpse of my Grandma Emily and her tremendous influence in my life. A big thanks to Lori Anderson for this creative and memorable blog hop. You can hop on over to more Thanks and Memories here!