Why you should live like your grandma

The ladies who never left the house without lipstick, the ones who knew how to stretch a dollar and make home-made meals, the ones who knew how to sew, knit, crochet.
The ones who brought out fine china for special events, who were always there with a warm hug and a treat.

The ones who were strong in other ways, even if that meant keeping their mouths shut and their legs crossed, which doesn’t need to be construed as a sign of weakness in females, but a sign of different times, a sign of a different kind of strength. I could never keep my mouth shut, my willpower is not that strong, and as for the legs crossed…well, my wedding dress wasn’t a true white.

These are the ladies I aspire to be. The ones you should aspire to be, too. And, not just for the environment and greener living styles, but I’ll get to that. For the strength and the kindness and the genuine lives they lived — and are still living.

I’ve never once thought my Baba to be a weak person, even in her old age. For someone who only line dries their clothes and still uses a wringer-washer, there is no room for weakness. I’m sure if she ever needed to, if she actually went through with her threats to ‘box your ears’, she’d knock you out. Those arms are made for whipping up meals with a wooden spoon and hauling wood to the stove to heat the home.