Good People Day 2009!

by Jamie Sanford on April 4, 2009

This post was brought about in response to Gary Vaynerchuk’s “Good People Day 2009,” here’s a link back to his post.

Nan 2.

This is a picture of my Nan, from the Christmas 2008 portrait series.  Nan is my maternal grandmother.

I am so blessed to have a grandmother like Nan.  I am 29 years old, she is 82 years young!  She’s super active, has a live-in boyfriend, does water aerobics and is lethal with a glue gun.  One of my favorite memories of her is of watching her with my mother, in my little apartment living room, assembling gift bags for some of my wedding guests, with a glass of wine in hand, while my husband and I stayed out the way while laughing at the instances of “does that bag have Tylenol in it yet” “I don’t know I thought you were putting the Tylenol in the bags!”  This is just what came to mind but I have a million things that I could share.  However, what I just want to mention here is that this is not only my grandmother, she is my friend.

A while back, I started calling her after the end of Dancing With the Stars on Monday nights.  No idea why, just to chat like always, and it became a regular thing.  10:05 on Monday night, her phone rings and she answers “hello Jamie” because 1, she knows it is me and 2, my number pops up on her television just to confirm.  We talk sometimes for 20 minutes, sometimes for an hour, about anything and everything.  I don’t even care so much about the show now, it’s more about the ritual for me where I watch the show and then go call Nan. She tells me what is happening with her, what she has been up to, I talk about work and what I’ve been doing that week.  It is not really that different than talking to my girlfriends on the phone, except for the fact that Nan has QUITE a bit more experience than my friends and therefore has a LOT of good advice.

Something she has said to me a million times over the years is “you catch more flies with honey.”  I swear, I hear her saying it in my head when I’m having a tough time with something or someone, and I remember that being outwardly mean or cruel doesn’t help you in the immediate situation and doesn’t help in the future either.  I think I have used that adage to my benefit many times.

It sucks that I don’t live closer to Nan because unlike my siblings, I cannot just stop in for some food, her amazing pancakes (although she did make a batch one morning so that she could give me the recipe, as she doesn’t measure or read anything, she just knows) and bought a griddle pan for my house for pancake-making) or peppercorn sauce to go on some pork tenderloin.  It is late and I won’t even get into the craftiness that has created unbelievable Christmas memories and countless other enjoyable moments.

I’m grateful for Good People Day, because while I often think about how lucky I am to have Nan in my life, I haven’t written it down before.  I love you Nan!

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