I think that would describe my grandmother very well. She was 69 when I was born, and I remember she was always working on something, Lord willing. I had to throw in the "Lord willing" because that was her phrase. She didn't make a promise without adding the phrase "Lord willing." He was willing to have her do a lot of work, because she did. She raised and tended the garden, cooked, sewed, crocheted, quilted, read her Bible, cleaned, and I'm sure did plenty of other work I know nothing about.
I keep busy, but I realized I am not my grandmother this morning. TJ's stuffed grasshopper, Cricket, lost his foot and TJ cried. I told him not to worry because I could sew it back on. He asked, "What does 'sew' mean?" I showed him, thanks to the lessons from my grandmother.


