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Jessie was my grandmother, and I grew up in her home alongside my father and grandfather. My dad needed help raising my brother and me, so we moved in with his parents in the 1950s.
Here’s the part that still aches: as wonderful as she was, I could never get her to open up about her family’s history. Now those stories are lost to me, like pages torn from a book I’ll never read.
Elizabeth was my granddaddy’s mother. Nearly 30 years after he died, I unexpectedly inherited a mountain of family treasures—photos, letters, artifacts, more than 50 years of daily diaries, and a professionally published 220-page autobiography. I had no idea they existed. What a gift!
Elizabeth, however, left behind just one letter. In it, she wrote to her grandmother, sharing daily details and marveling over her precious new baby. She described the piercing pain in her chest that kept her confined to bed and the sadness that she felt as her husband and two older daughters shouldered the work she could no longer do.
The year was October 1899. Only seven months later, after enduring a harsh east Tennessee winter in a drafty log cabin with a dirt floor, Elizabeth succumbed to tuberculosis—the relentless pain in her chest that had plagued her for so long.
Jessie left no written legacy.
Granddaddy left a treasure trove.
Elizabeth left one letter—and it was powerful.
That’s why I’ve chosen to use my little lotion and skincare company as a platform to motivate and inspire you to tell your family story.
Begin simply. Write a love letter to each of your grandchildren. Tell the stories about those you’ve loved and lost—stories that will fade if no one writes them down.
And never forget that you are worth more than you know and
Your story is waiting to be told!