When I was a child, I remember the coldest winter days growing up in Chicago. The winter time was my favorite time of the year. My mom used to dress me in layers and layers of clothes to keep me warm to protect my delicate skin from the harshness of the cold weather. As soon as we made it outside I would find the highest point in the snow and make my snow angels. My favorite part of winter was waking up on Christmas morning to see the pure white blanket of snow covering every inch of my street and the glistening of Christmas lights, decoration, and the sound of Christmas carols which made the view so magical. My parents made ever holiday a special celebration. My mother always took the simplest items and turned them into a magical display.
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As I walked in the kitchen there was always a mouth-watering aroma of some kind such as beef stew, peach cobbler, and corn bread. I could always tell from the hot stove that someone was there before I got home. Every room would be setup perfectly from fresh made beds looking like a hotel room as I enter each bedroom. The dining room tables shined with fresh applied polish and the floors freshly mopped filled the hallways with the scent of pine sol. This was the work of my Granny. Her routine was like clockwork. She would cook, clean the entire house, and then make it to the bus stop every afternoon to work a 15 hour shift. I don’t know how she did this everyday but she did this for many years. She would start each day with a gospel hymn to me she sounded like Mahalia Jackson singing Amazing Grace. Singing about the Glory of God was her favorite I could swear this is where she gathered all her energy. My grandmother was a strong believer in Christ. She was without doubt a praying woman. I never remember a day where my grandmother would worry. Any obstacle or challenge she would face she would always say give it to God. She would then say her famous line” Lord, Shepherd today”. My granny taught me the magnitude of taking care of home, she instilled strong work ethic, and she taught me the meaning of
As I walked in the kitchen there was always a mouth-watering aroma of some kind such as beef stew, peach cobbler, and corn bread. I could always tell from the hot stove that someone was there before I got home. Every room would be setup perfectly from fresh made beds looking like a hotel room as I enter each bedroom. The dining room tables shined with fresh applied polish and the floors freshly mopped filled the hallways with the scent of pine sol. This was the work of my Granny. Her routine was like clockwork. She would cook, clean the entire house, and then make it to the bus stop every afternoon to work a 15 hour shift. I don’t know how she did this everyday but she did this for many years. She would start each day with a gospel hymn to me she sounded like Mahalia Jackson singing Amazing Grace. Singing about the Glory of God was her favorite I could swear this is where she gathered all her energy. My grandmother was a strong believer in Christ. She was without doubt a praying woman. I never remember a day where my grandmother would worry. Any obstacle or challenge she would face she would always say give it to God. She would then say her famous line” Lord, Shepherd today”. My granny taught me the magnitude of taking care of home, she instilled strong work ethic, and she taught me the meaning of