Tattered Past

Tattered Past: My ongoing journey through genealogy, history, writing, self-exploration and art. ~~~ Rita Ackerman





Tuesday, October 1, 2013

Remember When: Strong Women


The women of my life have all been exceptionally strong. 

I've been missing them lately; even more than usual.

This five generation photo was taken in 1989 a few months before my mother passed away. 
Since then we've lost three more leaving only my great niece, the little girl.
The women are my mother on the left, my niece, my grandma and my sister. 

Grandma grew up in Southwestern Kansas and learned to crawl on a dirt floor with flour sacking for a rug.
My mother was a divorcee in the 1950's and raised my sister and I completely on her own.
My sister grew up watching our abusive father and then raising her own children, running a farm and keeping us all in line by sheer will. 
My niece had numerous health problems and still raised her two children by herself.

Her daughter, Liz, is raising a son on her own and following in her granny's (my sister) footsteps of holding the family together. 

A few weeks ago Liz commented that I am now the matriarch of our family. I  hadn't thought of it this way because I always think of the direct line of five generations of women. I also have a daughter and she and her husband are raising two boys with ADHD and/or autism.

I don't feel strong enough to be a matriarch but I do my best. 

Who says women can't lead the world?

Memoir Prompts:

Who were/are the matriarchs of your family?

What traits do you most remember about women in your family?

What animal do you most identify with? 

When was the last time you were at a lake?

What is your favorite season?

Have you ever had your handwriting analyzed?

If you could have any type of food right now, what would it be?



1 comment:

  1. An for me, Auntie, I cannot claim the title of matriarch because that would mean I lead you. The thought is weird.

    These ladies each had something special but amongst Granny's arsenal was keeping everything going and everyone together. I can only try my best.

    ~Liz

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