Last of the Saintly Grandmothers

There don’t seem to be many saintly grandmothers around anymore. The kind that keep the faith alive for their grandchildren when the parents become engrossed with the cares of everyday. The kind of grandmother I had when I grew up. Hearing my mom refer to my grandmother as “Mother,” and her friends refer to her as “May,” her given name, it was my older sister who, as a confused toddler, gave my grandmother the mix of a pet name we grandkids called her ever after. We called her “Mother May.”


This is a companion discussion topic for the original entry at http://spectrummagazine.org/node/11227

Thank you. This triggered memories, not only of my own grandmother, but the many and varied female (and male) pillars of church and community I’ve known.

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