Love During Harvest

by Sherry Riter in Family,Gran-Gran,Love

Super Harvest Moon

I rank the Super Harvest Moon as one of the most romantic moons we can see in the sky.

“The feeling of love is
the same feeling
that you get when
you stare into
the moon on a clear night.”

When I was twelve years old my grandfather, my mother’s father, agreed to go to a Daddy-Daughter dinner at church with me. My parents had been divorced for several years and Dad didn’t want to go to any church at that time. I was so excited that Gran-Gran, my grandfather, volunteered.

Mom made me a beautiful pastel pink dress. It had a high collar, six inch cuffs, a large ruffle at the bottom and covered with white lace. She also let me borrow her pink pearl beaded ring. Alyssa will love to know that I was wearing black, shiny patent leather shoes. Shocked you didn’t I? I know, it isn’t shocking at all. I still love black patent leather.

Gran-Gran brought me a beautiful pink and white corsage to wear. I still have the dried flowers.

Anyway, Gran-Gran was a charming man and everyone made him feel welcome. After eating a lovely spaghetti dinner, salad and garlic bread, we all sat in a big circle and played a game called, “I See The Moon.”

One of the women drew an imaginary moon on the floor with her finger while saying, “I see the moon and the moon sees me.” The next person was supposed to copy her moon drawing. One person after the next attempted to “win” and each time she would say, “No, that isn’t right.”

My grandfather was about to leap out of his chair. I could tell that he knew some secret as to why everyone was getting it wrong.

That didn’t surprise me.

Not only did Gran-Gran love, love, love playing games, but he was also a really smart man.

Finally it was his turn, so Gran-Gran leaned over EXACTLY like the woman, drew the moon EXACTLY like the woman and then sat up and folded his hands EXACTLY like her too.

Everyone looked at this woman as she said, “Yes, you won.”

The secret was that you couldn’t just draw the moon the same, you had to completely mimic the woman’s movements as well. Obviously, Gran-Gran figured this out.

He was so excited, clapping his hands, smiling big and eating up all the attention. I was so proud to have him as my grandfather. I already loved him so much, but this has become the most precious time we spent together.

That night when we went back home, Gran-Gran had to play the same game with Mom and Mam-Maw. Both of them hate games which makes that really funny to me now. He talked and talked about how much fun he had with me.

So last night as I stared up at the big Super Harvest Moon, one of my thoughts was of Gran-Gran and the beautiful memory from that night so long ago when he made a gawky, insecure girl feel as beautiful as Cinderella.

Many people associate the moon with a great emotion that they feel for someone else. Maybe that is what makes the moon so pink and red sometimes…it is just bursting with love.

“Love one another
and you will be happy.
It’s as simple
and as difficult as that.”
~Michael Leunig~

Basking in the glow of lovely memories,

The Redhead Riter


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Sherry Riter is also known as The Redhead Riter. Sherry is witty, intelligent and addictive as she writes about cooking, family, marriage, failures, blogging tips, art, humor, inspiration, travel, PTSD and aging. Her goal is to inspire, motivate, educate and to make her audience laugh. Sherry embraces being a redhead and helps others to see the redhead point of view…"In some eras redheads were worshipped while others thought us witches. Personally, I like the former and think every day is 'Love a redhead day!'" She can also be found on Facebook, Google+, Pinterest, StumbleUpon, Linkedin, tweeting as @TheRedheadRiter and you can subscribe to her free blog feed.

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1 Mrs. K September 24, 2010 at 2:30 am

Oh I love this post because I share the same sentiments about my gran-p. Your story sounds like so many great moments I've shared with my paternal grandfather–he loves games too and my grandmother cannot stand playing games. It is really funny to see that these two very different people have been married for almost 60 years. Amazing, isn't it? 🙂


2 Anonymous September 24, 2010 at 4:40 am

what a lovely post about dad, I have been memory leaping all day. he was fun and I miss him. Thank you Sherry for the happy thought.



3 moonduster September 24, 2010 at 8:18 am

What a lovely memory! 🙂

I'm afraid it was overcast here last night. So no moon viewing.


4 Sandy September 24, 2010 at 3:15 pm

I love your Gran-Gran too! How cool he was! What a fabulous memory.
xoxo Sandy


5 PJ September 24, 2010 at 5:15 pm

I guess I'm an "odd ball". First let me say I loved your "memorial" to your granddad. That was sooo sweet. I never knew mine they both died before I was born. Anyway, my first thought when I looked at the harvest moon is " the man in the moon" did God create life "as we know it" on other planets? Of course now I'm showing my ignorance because I know the sun is a star, but I can't remember if the moon is a star or not. LOL! Boy! It's been a long time since school days!
Red, thank you, thank you, thank you for stopping by and entering my die-card give-away! I was beginning to think nobody loved me anymore ! LOL! One thing about it, if no one else comes, you're a sure winner! hahahaha!

God Bless!


6 PJ September 24, 2010 at 6:38 pm

OOPS! My hubby was talking to me when I was trying to type my previous comment. I meant to say "die-cut cards". Just goes to show I have a one-track mind.

Love ya Bunches!



7 Lori September 24, 2010 at 11:28 pm

What a beautiful memory and a beautiful story.


8 Reluctant Writer September 25, 2010 at 6:59 pm

What a beautiful memory to share.


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