Created by @wemarriage_goddess
Dedicated to my Grandma and Great Aunt Irenka.
In honor of...
“The Victorian Women I Loved”
Bridget & John Original2018
Flowers, manners, lace, sharp wits and tongues, laughter, grounded, herbs, lotions and assorted notions, gardening, perfume, high tea and metal were the outward and inward materials of my grandma (1898) and her sister Irenka ( 1885). The only two remaining siblings of thirteen, when I was born. .
If grandma was often charged with being exacting, the word imperious was invented for Aunt Irenka. They wrapped us in warmth and light touches mixed with an occasional disapproving eye. One I would crumble under and promise to do better. Days spent explaining the ways they did what they wanted in their youth. A world with strict norms and rules for women. They even found a way to refuse corsets. Aunt Irenka had a walking stick with a silver handle for the sole purpose of announcing her arrival. She didn’t need to, we always noticed. Grandma divorced and was a single mother during the Great Depression and my Aunt was widowed with a son. They both had a wicked sense of humor, herbs with other odd notions and lotions, gardening, knew the best stories and held wonderful tea parties. I learned a great deal about independence, sisterhood, and “never let them see you coming” from both of them. .
Science is beginning to believe we inherit far more than our physical traits from our ancestors.
I certainly hope so.
I miss them. .
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#goddesses in my life.