Thursday, September 30, 2010

A Steel Magnolia Birthday


 




Playing on the beach with manicured nails of course!
 






      The first born in our family was a girl on October 1. We no longer celebrate the year but the day; sometimes for weeks on end. Rema was married at the ripe old age of 16 and had a child of her own before I came into this world.



      A Steel Magnolia is described as a strong willed independent but always feminine woman. For most of us Southern women, Scarlet O’Hara comes to mind. I would say that is an accurate description of Rema. Threats of “wait until your father gets home” held little weight. When we heard “your sister is coming home” all the ducks got into a row.



      On occasion I would visit with my sister’s family when I was small. I remember clearly some rowdiness at the dinner table one night. A brightly painted, well manicured of course, fingernail tapped the table. Without a word, everyone remembered their table manners.


Proper accessories even on vacation


     An avid reader, the Bible ranks number one on her list. Southern Living ranks close behind. If it is written in Southern Living, it is almost gospel. Many vacation tours have been made in search of the magazine's must visit sites. Like most of us, she loves the beach and all of God’s glorious nature.



      On more than one occasion I have heard her say, “Girls cry, but women, NEVER!” One day I decided to surprise her for lunch. I found her alone, crying. Knowing she would be mortified to be found out, I slipped away. Even the best Steel Magnolias can be bent under the pressures of life. They just go to great lengths to guard their hearts.


      The next time you have a bird’s eye view of a Steel Magnolia, keep in mind things are not always as they seem. Am I afraid of my sister finding about this post? No. I’m not afraid of her. I am just not going to tell her. I will just send her wishes for the very best birthday celebration ever. After all, I am not completely crazy --yet!




       You have taken account of my wanderings; Put my tears in Your bottle. Are they not in Your book?
Psalm 56:8






3 comments:

Saleslady371 said...

How very interesting! Did she ever find out about this? My sis (in Chicago) does not read my blog. In fact only my daughter follows it of all the family!!

Brown Shoe said...

Yes she did. She actually follows it...I waa just kidding her. She so does not want people to think she is vunerable! Glad you are back..sounds like you had a fab trip!

Patrina's Pencil said...

This was lovely!