|Grandma Ruth age 14|
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My Grandmother Ruth has been on my mind a lot lately. I really miss her. She wasn't everyone's favourite person - for example she and my mom fought constantly! She was fussy and somewhat timid but she was lively and vivacious and dressed in beautiful red suits. She was afraid of windy days and storms and water. Grandma was rather dramatic (which I loved about her!) and had a nervous disposition. Her hair had a little wave in it and turned a lovely white in later years. And she never developed "old age" spots as many of us do. She had such beautiful English skin!
|Lily, Grandma, my mother 1918|
My mother was one of Grandma's three daughters. We didn't see much of Grandma but I sure enjoyed her visits. She lived in our village when I was little, I remember visiting her and her second husband, Daddy Sam, as a youngster. But then she moved back to Guelph and we didn't visit much. I suspect it was because she and my mom didn't get along. But Grandma told me stories of her childhood, of her parents and siblings and I loved listening to them. I didn't care how many times I heard them.
She had a little twitch which I thought was funny but endearing. Her head would twitch slightly and she'd give a gentle sniff and a small involuntary shrug of one shoulder. I have no idea what caused that but she claimed it was because she had Rickets as a child. I'm pretty sure that's not why but that was her story. She was very sickly as a little girl and suffered from headaches and insomnia as an adult.
My mother told me more than once that the reason she didn't get along with me was because I reminded her of her mother (Grandma Ruth) For I too was sickly as a child and as an adult. I've had poor health and physical problems my whole life. My mother had no patience with illness. As far as she was concerned it didn't exist, it was mind over matter. Illness annoyed her and she let you know, no matter how horrible you felt or how much pain you were in.
|Grandma, Grandpa + 3 daughters 1923|
I loved being around Grandma and it's funny to me how different family members have said to me "oh, you're just like Grandma Ruth!" as if that is an insult when to me it's a compliment! Yes she could be annoying with her complaints (too hot, too cold, too windy....etc). Yes she was very fussy. But she had a loving heart and she was never mean or a bully or unkind. And she told great stories and had a wonderful twinkle in her eye and an engaging chuckle.
Grandma gave me many family "treasures" while I was growing up. She saw how interested I was in the stories behind each item - who owned the china toast rack, whose teacup was I drinking out of, and so on. So many of those treasures were passed on to me and I treasure them still. But the one that came full circle was her ruby ring. Grandma loved red. She always wore it and it suited her vivacious personality perfectly.
Her ruby ring was her prized possession and she always promised it to me. But when she died it was given to my cousin (Grandma had 3 granddaughters - my sister and I and one cousin) and I was very upset. My aunt (my cousin's mother) insisted that Grandma had always promised the ruby ring to her daughter and that was who it was going to. Grandma died over 25 years ago and I've never seen the ruby ring since. I've never asked if my cousin still has it or wears it.
|Grandma's Ruby Ring|