This blog URL is “polkadotteapot” as a tribute to the most influential person in my first 23 years of life: my grandma, Betty. A history of teapots and tea parties can be traced throughout our relationship.
My family moved to Washington from the midwest when I was young. This distance prevented my grandma and I from having tea parties in person, so we started regularly having tea together over the phone.
I got my first tea set from my grandma for Christmas when I was seven. It was fabulous, pink, and Barbie. I loved it and kept it years after I’d outgrown the Barbie phase.
The last gift I bought my grandma before she passed away this year was a teapot. I remember the joy on her face when she opened the Christmas gift and made the connection to our long distance phone calls many years earlier.
All grandmothers are special, but mine lit up a room. She was radiant. She had the greatest laugh and the most unfailing faith of anyone I’ve ever met.
The last three years of her life, my grandma could not leave the house because of a pulmonary disease. I never heard her complain about this circumstance. When asked how she remains positive, she said, “Honey, I wake up every morning and thank God for another day. Then I make a decision to be happy with whatever He gives me. Happiness is a decision.”
Grandma, this blog and my journey to finding joy in everything God gives me are dedicated to you. Whenever I see a teapot, I’ll think of you and smile.