entry for the Annual Sully Award

I’m running late for this contest but there is still time for you to get in on it, deadline Tuesday, March 28  Lot of great reading at in this contest!

First Annual Sully Award for Excellence in Writerishness!

Sully Award, Mike  https://mikeallegra.com/2017/03/21/sully-award-competition-now-open/#comment-19685

I have shortened and edited a blog I posted recently.  As submitted, it is:


The browning album crackled from the weight of the fading pictures as my grandchildren looked at the wonderland that used to be.  Alayna said to Pete, “That used to be Grandma.”

“Wrong, Alayna,” I thought. “That girl was never me.  “I wore her clothes and combed her hair, but she was never me.  She never cuddled my babies, pursued a career, or licked the seal of an envelope containing a final payment. She never climbed my mountains, nor stumbled in my valleys.  She never faced my temptations, nor experienced my victories.  That girl was never grandma, but I was once that girl.”

I experienced what she experienced – the warmth of a hot water bottle on wicked winter nights; the pettiness of being a petulant pouter; the cool coziness of lying prone on newly mopped linoleum; the cushy-curly buoyancy of a Toni perm.

I knew nothing of things still to come that would make me “me.”  Salty tears and delicious laughter, my child’s birth and my mother’s death, the dirge of night and the delight of dawn, the pain of aging and the hope of eternal.

Yes, I once was that little girl, but she was never me.


About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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4 Responses to entry for the Annual Sully Award

  1. shoreacres says:

    Here you are. I was thinking about you today, and was just about to send an email, asking after you. It’s good to see you again! Good luck with the contest.

    • oneta hayes says:

      Thanks, Linda. There are some very good writing specimens. I would have to flip a coin. But I did think it would be a good place to round up some bloggers who would provide motivation for me! I’ll probably find several I want to follow. It’s true I’ve been missing. I guess about ten days. They go so fast. I am buried in a big project. Organizing my mothers left over boxes of memorabilia, scrapbooks, and albums. One reason I am so slow is because I’m reading a lot of it. Finding a lot of good stuff to stuff in my memorabilia, scrapbooks, albums and stuff. 😀 I haven’t read much; what I have read has basically been on the kindle which I have trouble using for comments. It won’t accept any of my likes but I can comment if I had time. Guess I’ll get around to putting an update on my blog in which I discuss the joys of picking up hen feathers and one leg left by some animal which steals chickens from somewhere and brings them to our back yard to eat.

  2. Love this post! Hope you do well in the contest!!!

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