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I was just given over 30 photos of me as a baby, I plan on scrapping each and everyone a little at a time. This is just when I was a few days old. used bg pp & ribbon, and Prima flowers.The Journaling reads: My paternal grandmother Fina (to the left of my mom) was only in my life for 8 years, but in those 8 years she taught me how to love, even if you lived far away, how to respect yourself. I remember that she use to love to lay down in the bed put her hair over the bed so that it would hang, give me her hair brush (you could not share hairbrushes) and I would brush her hair for what seamed to an 8 year old hours.My maternal grandmother Rosa (to the right of my mom) well now this lady was my best friend, my confidant, my shoulder to cry on. She was everything a grandmother is supposed to be and so much more. I felt more loved by this woman, than by anyone else in my life at any given time. She never judged me, never reprimanded me, I think she thought I was heaven on earth. I don’t remember ever having an argument with her, except the day she ruined my favorite dress by putting it in the washing machine (she did not wash my clothes for over a month after me getting mad at her). She led me put makeup on when my mom did not, she knew about my boyfriend when my mom did not allow me to have one. She was the best grandmother a person could have. She hated me to be fat, “no reason to be fat, I had 8 children and have never been fat” (If she saw me now she would really be mad at me).Then there is my mother, a great lady, but just has never understood me. This woman did not believe a parent and a child were friends, maybe more like enemies. She was and still is very strong will, especially with me (I have the big mouth and the outgoing personality). She was very strict, no make up until I was 15 years old, no boy friends until 15 but I was not allow to go out alone until I was 18 years old. So since I was not going anywhere with a chaperone, I became very involved in the church and had my first real boyfriend at 21. Today I am so glad she was the way she was, now we still don’t see eye to eye but we are good friends.
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