What is Off Target A Million Broken Hearts? 1 Grandmothers Quest
October 29, 2019
Off Target 1,000,000 A Million Broken Hearts
September 14, 2019
A Million Broken Hearts: A Grandmother’s Campaign for the Awareness of Violence and Suicide
The Goal: To put up monuments in communities to bring violence or gun violence and suicide awareness to communities.
The City of Malad, Idaho has approved the monument for victims of violence and suicide to be placed in the Malad City Cemetery and dedicated around Memorial Day in May, 2020.
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August 3, 2019
In the Middle of Nature
Jill Vanderwood at jillvanderwood.com
When my husband was away with the Navy Reserves, my sister-in-law Jean and I decided to take our kids camping without the help of our husbands. Together we had eight kids between the ages of 1 and 12–four each. We would have so much fun! After all, how hard could it be?
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July 14, 2019
Twenty-Five Reasons to Enjoy Being Older
I’m Only One Grandma
Jill Vanderwood at jillvanderwood.com
What could be better than getting a senior discount at movies, getting paid for staying home, and being able to drive like a grandma? Getting older definitely has it perks!
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June 24, 2019
The Phone Bandit, Being an Absent Minded Grandma
At times I may seem like the typical absent-minded grandmother. I have had the same hairdresser for years and we are very good friends. The only problem is that I have moved two hours away. When I’m in Salt Lake City I make an appointment for a haircut. We sit and chat and catch up on what’s going on with each other’s families. Terri was showing me pictures of her grandchildren, her husband, and her grown kids. Then we chatted and I paid her. She showed me the new colors of nail polish she had. Then I noticed that I had been an absent minded grandma. I had picked up the money I had already paid her. Shaking my head, wondering what I was thinking, I paid her again.
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