Monday, September 11, 2017

Remembering a Special Lady PLUS choice of my books ends 9/17



Due to the hurricane my scheduled guest has been unavailable. So I thought I post one of my first posts. 

In remembrance on the anniversary of my grandmother going home to be with the Lord (9/20/13), I thought I'd repost a post from 2009 when she came to stay with me for a few days. She was an amazing woman who had so much love for her family, so much energy, and never missed an opportunity to help out. She was a beautiful person inside and out. She is greatly missed. 

In honor of her life, I'm giving away choice of one of my books in choice of format. Read below to find out how to enter.

My grandmother, Delitha, is staying with me for the next ten days. She was born in 1917 and is a wealth of information. We sat out on my front porch swing yesterday and talked about some of her life as a young child.

She was a little over a year old when the flu epidemic of 1918 hit. Her mother, Basha Bay, died in that epidemic and seven days later her aunt, Icey May died. My great-grandmother said my grandmother wasn't feeling well the day of her mothers funeral and they feared my grandmother was coming down with the flu. However, if she had the flu it was a mild case. The epidemic left her motherless and fatherless so her grandmother, who wasn't a well woman took her in.


I asked her what her earliest memories were, and I have to say it's funny what the mind remembers. She remembers at age four going to her aunt Pearl's house and eating beef steak and thinking it tasted better than anything in the world. Her other memory at age four was of her grandmother's cook stove. It was a cast iron type where you put the wood and paper inside to get a fire going to heat the four burners on top. She said they had a small hole next to the burner to stick something in and be able to pull up the burner. She remembers her grandmother sticking her finger in the hole and flipping the burner so fast she didn't get burned.

Grandma at age five was given a cotton sack that hung across her shoulder and back to take out to her uncle's cotton field in Missouri and help pick cotton. She said she remembers it being so hot and at the end of the day they weighed her cotton and paid her ten cents, and she thought that dime was wonderful.

She told me she grew up in an age when horse and buggies were going out but some of her family still had them. And she was fortunate to be born when life was starting to get easier. But as I listen to the tales of walking down the street after dark at nine years old to get a bucket of coal to help heat a house I can't help to think how much we take for granted and our children even more so.

Holding her great-great grandson

A child was expected to work in their youth. So many parents today think that if their children pick up their own toys they've done a great days work. Chores are fast becoming a thing of the past. Allowances are earned for nothing more than being their child. But are we really doing our children a favor? When I see what kind of woman my grandmother turned out to be I can't help but wonder how her childhood helped her become the lady she is today.

Until last year when she had a stroke she was a busy woman. She retired form GM at sixty five. Went back to work once more, this time for a real estate, where she worked for several more years. Retired for a year, got bored and went to work in retail until she was eighty five years old. But don't think she sat around after that. If one of her grandchildren had a project going, be it painting, gardening, lawn work, canning, yard sales, etc. you could bet she'd be there helping. She is a woman who wasn't afraid of work and a woman I am proud to call grandma.

How about you? Is there a special someone in your life that touched you in such away that your life will never be the same? Is that person still with you?

Answer the question above for a chance to win choice copy of one of my books in choice of format. Don't forget to leave your email address and let me know if you are a feedburner follower for another entry.


Penelope Beatty made up her mind long ago she would live and die a Scottish warrior not a wife. But when nearly all her clan is killed and she is betrayed, she loathes doing the unthinkable, but must seek the help of an Englishman who owed her father’s his life.

Thomas Godfrey never married, but when a Scottish warrior lass shows up needing his aid, he finds her both annoying and irresistible. But the last thing he wants is to marry a woman who fights alongside him. If he was going to marry—which he isn’t—it would be to a soft, submissive woman. But when the Lady Brithwin meets the Scottish lass, she’s sure she’s found the perfect match for Thomas and nothing is going to stop her from seeing a summer wedding. 



 

After the death of her cruel father, Brithwin is determined never again to live under the harsh rule of any man. Independent and resourceful, she longs to be left alone to manage her father’s estate. But she soon discovers a woman has few choices when the king decrees she is to marry Royce, the Lord of Rosencraig. As if the unwelcome marriage isn’t enough, her new husband accuses her of murdering his family, and she is faced with a challenge of either proving her innocence or facing possible execution.
Royce of Hawkwood returns home after setting down a rebellion to find his family brutally murdered. When all fingers point to his betrothed and attempts are made on his life, Royce must wade through murky waters to uncover the truth. Yet Brithwin’s wise and kind nature begin to break down the walls of his heart, and he soon finds himself in a race to discover who is behind the evil plot before Brithwin is the next victim.




The Charleston earthquake has left destruction like nothing Doctor Andrew Warwick has ever seen. On a desperate mission to find the lady who owns his heart, he frantically searches through the rubble, where he finds her injured and lifeless. After she regains consciousness, the doctor’s hopes are quickly dashed as he realizes she doesn’t remember him. Things only get worse when he discovers she believes she’s still engaged to the abusive scoundrel, Lloyd Pratt. Now Drew is on a race with the wedding clock to either help her remember or win her heart again before she marries the wrong man.

Waking in a makeshift hospital, Olivia Macqueen finds herself recovering from a head injury. With amnesia stealing a year of her memories, she has trouble discerning between lies and truth. When her memories start returning in bits and pieces, she must keep up the charade of amnesia until she can find out the truth behind the embezzlement of her family’s business while evading the danger lurking around her.

Debbie Lynne Costello has enjoyed writing stories

since she was eight years old. She raised her family and then embarked on her own career of writing the stories that had been begging to be told. She and her husband have four children and live in upstate South Carolina. She has worked in many capacities in her church and is currently the Children's Director. Debbie Lynne has shown and raised Shetland Sheepdogs for eighteen years and still enjoys litters now and then. In their spare time, she and her husband take pleasure in camping and riding their Arabian and Tennessee Walking horses.

15 comments:

  1. I so agree with you about raising children. such a disservice is being done today.
    quilting dash lady at Comcast dot net

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  2. Thanks for coming by. Its true, many of our children today don't know the meaning of hard work. For that matter many adults don't. I believe my grandmother's hard life is what made her the hard worker and beautiful woman she was.

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  3. I can only think of my mom who has changed my life because she has always been there for me when I needed someone to talk to and laugh with. She is 78 and still hanging in there, even with the health problems she has.

    princessdebbie1_2000(at)yahoo(dot)com

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    1. That is great! Its so good to have a strong woman in hour life!

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  4. Thanks for sharing your special memories. My grandmother also had a profound effect on my life. She was a farmwife and mother who gave birth to nine, raised eight and also raised two of her grandchildren from their birth. I was one of her last grandchildren and she was about 62 when I was born. I only enjoyed her earthly presence for 11 years but her influence has remained to this day. She taught me the love of music and the joy of praising the Lord;she allowed me to make biscuits when she made them and experience the accomplishment of cooking from scratch; she fashioned my favorite dresses from feed sacks and she taught me the art of encouragement. Now that I have also become a grandmother (1st time!) I have a chance to share with my 3 1/2 granddaughter the legacy of my sweet grandmother!
    Debbie Lynne, I am your follower.
    Blessings!
    Connie

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    1. Connie, your grandmother sounds so much like mine! I have such fond memories even as a child with her. I was so blessed to have her with me so long. She impacted my life so much. Her love for the Lord was evident at all times! She gave me a bible when I was 7 and took the time to go through and underline John 3:16 and other salvation verses in red!

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  5. Yes, I was lucky enough to have had both Grandmothers and my mom while I was growing up. Even though we didn't see much of my dad's mom (grandma Coward) I remember her always sitting by my grandfather (gran) after her chores were done and he had done is visits to town. This taught me to cherish my husband and put him first, above all else. I suppose this is where my love language (physical touch) comes from. I love being close to my hubby. My mom's mom (grandma Bid) taught me to help others even those of different color. I remember riding through town in my Grandma's car, she saw someone she knew ,of different sex & race, walking home. It was a little bit of a ways so she picked him up and took him home. What did I learn from my mom? She was always doing for others, whether it was cleaning, caring for their child, or making clothes for us girls. She was a servant to others, so I suppose that's where I get my generosity from. I love to give things away, whether it's prayer shawls I have made to give to the elderly or items of `just because`. moma3homeschool(at)gmail(dot)com

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    1. That is awesome to have so many in your life like that! God wants us to pass these things down to the next generation. Its so nice to see how many people have been touched by someone close to them.

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  6. I loved reading your story about your grandmother. What a remarkable woman! My mother was always so busy and hardworking and she loved it! Then, a few years ago everything changed. After a hip surgery from a fall, her mind and body have never been the same. She now resides in a home and we are blessed to have her. mauback55 at gmail dot com

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    1. Thank you, Melanie. I'm so sorry to hear about your mom. Sometime major health issues can really affect older people. It sounds like your mom is one of them. My grandmother would have been 100 years old had she not died. She had a stroke and that was really what took her down. Up until then she was wide open. I have some funny stories about her energy!

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  7. I'm a feed burner follower! mindyhoung AT msn DOT com

    My special person is my paternal grandmother. She lived with us and helped to raise my brother and me. She's been long gone, but my memories with her will always be treasured.

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    1. Grandmothers can be so special! I'm so glad to hear you have treasured memories of yours, too! There is nothing better than pulling them out and reminiscing with one's siblings. :)

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  8. I hate to think what life will be like for our young people today who are not given responsibilities to prepare them for adulthood.

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    1. Amen, Joan. Life has gotten too easy for many. It is a scary thing...

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  9. Congratulations Mindy! You are my winner. I'll be contacting you shortly.

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