My grandmother collected buttons in a red and yellow tin. As a girl, I played with those buttons for hours and hours and hours. I sorted them by size, by shape, and by colour. I named them. I made them into families. I knew which ones were friends and which ones didn’t like each other. When she left us it was the only thing that I wanted—the button tin. When…
grandmother
-
Book Review & Giveaway: The Smartest Woman I Know
Recently, my friends at TLC asked me to review this sweet little book. It is an ode written by a 75-year old granddaughter, to her long-gone grandmother, Ettie. The book is a beautiful tribute full of cute quips. Ettie Goldberg was the wife of a…