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Topic: Ohhh…. (02/04/10)
TITLE: grandma's words of gracious praise
By Jim McWhinnie
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My grandmother would use that mysterious expression all the time. Every time we, the grandkids, would arrive at her screen door, she would bring her hands to her cheeks and call out, “Oh my … oh my, how you’ve grown.” And we would blush with embarrassment for we knew a big hug and a kiss for each of us was soon to follow.
She expressed that interjection of glee whenever wonderful things happened in life. Like the August evening when Missy, her latest generation of Labrador Retriever, brought into this world, eight roly-poly puppies. With each new yellow bundle of joy, the first words that fresh, new life heard were the joyful words of praise, “Oh my!” Or the time a flock of two hundred robins settled in on our picnic in Martin’s Meadow …robins, robins, everywhere, all chirping away in a sea of laughter as Grandma kept shouting, “Oh my! Oh, my!” I swear the robins began to dance with her in a swirl of spontaneous joy.
My fiancé was understandably nervous on our drive to meet my grandparents. Engagements are that way. But I had confidence that Grandma would win her heart. And my confidence proved well placed. As we walk up the three steps onto the wide farmhouse porch I could see that yellow, flower print dress accented with that white apron dusted with the flour of a morning’s baking make its way to the screen. I was about to knock, but I was too slow. Out swung the door in gracious invitation as Grandma exclaimed with grand affection, “Oh my, isn’t she beautiful.”
And my wife smiled as if to answer, “Oh my!”
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