Daily Prompt: Immortalized in Stone

Your personal sculptor is carving a person, thing or event from the last year of your life. What’s the statue of and what makes it so significant?

Grun. My grandmother. She actually passed away this June and I wasn’t sad because she died I was sad because of regret. I allowed a 95 year old woman live this Earth without documenting her story. She was the matriach of our family. The only living grandparent. She had stories for a more than a lifetime. She saw things that we read in books and she had the memory of an elephant. Her mind became sharper with age. She will definitley be missed.

My personal sculptor would carve her in her glorious days. Hair: long and flowing teeth: pearly white. Her eyes would be worn with wisdom. Her hands dirty and rough. Dirty from being a market woman – cutting up her pigs, toiling her land for the best fruit and vegetable. Rough from raising 6 children as a single mother and watching 3 die before her.

She would be dressed like a bride in anticipation of her groom. A groom she never got while on Earth but one that she now dances with in heaven.

She deserved the best because she gave the best to her children. She was the apple of her father’s eye. A man who had his first child (Grun) in his 70’s and worshipped her as a gift from God – cause she was. My Grun epitomized woman during a time being woman was frowned upon.

This sculpture of Grun would represent all the women who survived decades of oppression. She represents women today who reach their goals by any means necessary. Indpendent women. Women who love their children. Women who leave behind a legacy of love and of life . . .


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