The Hair on my Chinny Chin Chin

Looking in the mirror, I gasped. Under my chin was a long, dark hair. I reached for my tweezers.

As I tried to get the fine, single hair in a metallic pincer grasp, I remembered a phone conversation I once had with my mother.

My ninety-year old Grandma lived in an assisted living apartment, but she insisted she did not need any assistance. She wanted to be self-sufficient, just as she had always been. Her eyesight, however, was not cooperating. Her washed dishes were not as clean as they used to be. Dust, which never would have been tolerated in her younger years, collected on the antique furniture. She couldn’t see the fine, white hairs on her chin. “I want to pluck them for her!” Mom told me. Such a simple thing, and yet so difficult to bring up to Grandma.

Grandma was a stoic woman. She did not express emotions easily. When I saw her, I would hug her bony frame gently and tell her I loved her. “Mmm-hmmm,” she would say. As the family gathered around my dying grandfather’s bedside, tears flowed freely–except from Grandma. She wanted to explain herself. “I do feel sad, I just don’t cry,” she told me.


Growing up with stiff, seemingly unloving parents had been difficult for Mom. In her sixties, she was still intimidated by her own mother. But those long, white hairs on my grandmother’s chin bothered her. Every time Mom drove Grandma to get her hair done, or to the acupuncturist, or to buy groceries, she just wanted to pluck out them out! She was afraid, however, that she would offend Grandma if she brought it up.

A couple of days later, I heard from Mom again. “I did it!” she said.

“What did Grandma say?” I asked.

“She told me to never let her go out with chin hairs again!” Mom was relieved that Grandma had accepted her help.

Three years ago, just a couple of days after Thanksgiving, Grandma sat stoically in a chair. Her back was as straight as usual, her hands were folded in her lap. Staring at the casket in front of her, she did not have a tear in her eye. We all knew she was mourning her daughter in her own way.

Just three months later, we were saying goodbye to Grandma, each in our own way.

I stared in the mirror, wishing Mom had grown old. Wishing her eyesight had failed, her hands had grown shaky, so that I could pluck out her chin hairs for her.

I plucked; tears filled my eyes at the sudden pain. Too many tears for such a small, errant hair.

Mom, my sister, and Lily–Mom was laughing because she thought Lily was feeling her “chin whiskers.”

I’m trying a new (to me) writing challenge this week. It’s open grid week at yeahwrite! Click the blue button to read more!


Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...

38 Responses to The Hair on my Chinny Chin Chin

  1. Catherine says:

    Beautiful, beautiful post.

  2. What a wonderful post. I loved it! Thank you!

  3. Loved this! I probably loved it so much because I can totally relate!
    My 89 years old grandma still lives in her three story house. It is too much for her and she can’t keep it up in the way that she used to. She can’t see the cobwebs or the dust. She wants to still clean her own gutters and plant pots full of bulbs.

    She is a tough lady and she is tough on her family and to her family; however, I like to think that toughness is why she is still here :)
    Mytwicebakedpotato recently posted…Those Painful WordsMy Profile

  4. OneMommy says:

    Your writing always amazes me.
    I love how you tied all the emotion together with something so simple.

    You look so much like your mother! I’m sure she would love this piece.

  5. ritaarens says:

    I'm sorry for your loss.
    My recent post Sometimes I Worry I Take Myself Too Seriously

  6. katbiggie says:

    I remember the first time I read this, and how beautiful I thought it was. I just wanted to come back and say congratulations on it winning a Voices of the Year. You deserve it!
    My recent post Friday Fiction (Rewind) – Where we Began

  7. Such a beautiful post. You're a terrific writer. I am looking forward to reading more.
    My recent post Mod Mom's In The Studio! Studio 30 Plus, That Is!

  8. katbiggie says:

    I didn't see that one coming! How sad. So sorry you lost your mother young… great writing!
    My recent post Day 17

  9. Mamarific says:

    That is a lot of loss in a short period of time. I hope you are doing OK. Beautiful post!
    My recent post Happy Thanksgiving, Every Day

  10. Christie says:

    This is achingly lovely!

  11. What a wonderful post Ginny Marie :) I'm sorry for your loss but I feel you must be very grateful for the time that you had with your mother and the time that you still have with your grandmother. Happy Thanksgiving :)
    My recent post Have you seen this plant?

  12. im so sorry for you losses, so close together. This is a beautiful piece. Thanks so much for sharing.
    My recent post The Writing on the Wall

  13. Amber says:

    I loved reading this! Great way to tie it all together!
    My recent post Kitty Kitty

  14. So beautifully written, Ginny Marie! I'm so sorry you lost both your mom and grandmom so close together. ((HUGZ!!))
    My recent post Thanksgiving Thankfulness and Fun

  15. Geek Girl says:

    What a wonderful and moving story! Thanks for sharing.

  16. debby9972 says:

    ((HUGS)) I have already told my children to make sure they pluck my chin hairs. I have also discovered that I have to use my reading glasses to clean, makes a huge difference. I always wondered why my aunts house never looked as clean as it use to. Don't get me started on her drinking glasses!!!!

  17. Vanessa says:

    Every time I feel those prickly hairs on my own chin, I will remember this and be grateful for what they mark – pregnancy and birth and time to enjoy the people who brought them to me as they come into their own.

  18. MizYank says:

    Oh my goodness, how sad and beautiful all at once. So often we say we don't want to watch a loved one suffer through the sunset years but your post reminds me that we usually don't mean it. Thank you for this…
    My recent post Soaring with the turkeys

  19. My Grandma is 94, was a nurse at Pear Harbor and lives in a veteran's home now. During our last visit, she asked for one thing: face wax. God love her, I sent that package ASAP. She also told me that wearing my hair in a bun makes me look old–been wearing it down ever since!
    My recent post Li'l Rascals

  20. Azara says:

    Gorgeous piece – I loved it. The end was so unexpected, as it must have been for you as well. I’m looking forward to reading more of your writing on the grid!

  21. Missy says:

    Aw how sweet. It is amazing how, quite literally, the little things can bring up so many emotions and thoughts. Youhave a wonderful story there to remember and such a beautiful family photo :-)

    My recent post Words of Inspiration…

  22. truthfullydotca says:

    Oooh. Beautiful! What a lovely share.

  23. dilovely says:

    Ginny… heartbreaking. So many losses. I'm sorry.
    My recent post If I Had (Half) a Million Dollars

  24. kyfirewife says:

    Beautiful post. Just lovely.

    {{ stopping by from SITS }}
    My recent post Birthday Surprise

  25. wcdameron says:

    Such a sweet, bittersweet post and so well written. I hope you have a wonderful Thanksgiving.
    My recent post Clear Creek

  26. kianwi says:

    Ah, shoot, you made me cry. I wasn't expecting that at all. I'm sorry you lost your mom before she grew old. I lost my mom that way, too. This was such a great telling of both your grandmother and your mom. I really loved this.
    My recent post Prepare for Armageddon: I Watched Football

  27. Angela Ryan says:

    I really enjoyed this post. There was so much love here. My grandmother was much the same in her old age. She didn't realize she had terrible whiskers and my aunt was the one who demanded she take care of her mother, but did so quite poorly. My mother and I always agonized over Grandma's whiskers, knowing she would have wanted someone to take care of them. She made my sister and I promise we wouldn't let her "look like a walrus," and then she sang "coo-coo-ca-choo." My mom is an interesting character, but we all want to go out with dignity, and deserve it. You honored your family very well in this charming, heart-felt post and I'm glad it was on the grid for me to read. :)

  28. I'm sorry you lost your mother and your grandmother, particularly so close together. It's amazing the things that can stir up the grief in us when we aren't looking.

  29. Andee Eve Flynn says:

    What a beautiful post. So lovely. My heart strings have been tugged and I am so sorry for your loss. Your beautiful way with words honors both your mother and grandmother and touches hearts today. Thank you for sharing this.
    My recent post memories of paris

  30. Bee says:

    A beautiful tribute. Sorry for your loss.
    My recent post Tagline & the Blogosphere

  31. sassymodernmom says:

    I thought you were going to write a comedic post for us today..what I ended up with was tears in my eyes. Such beauty in your heartfelt words. Sending hugs.

  32. Stacie says:

    Really great writing! This would have made it onto a moderated challenge grid too! I'm sorry for your loss – and two dear ones so close together is even harder. *hugs*
    My recent post See A Penny

  33. Oh, Ginny! I'm so sorry for your loss. That was so beautifully written. Just beautiful.
    I loved seeing your pictures, too. Thank you for sharing this. :)
    My recent post 10 Things We Learned in 2012

  34. What a beautiful, touching post. Grief has this way of popping up in the most unexpected places. ((( hugs )))
    My recent post Thankful wall day 18 and the' beat the Thanksgiving rush' rush.

  35. Carol Martin says:

    This one made me cry! Beautiful writing, Ginny Marie!
    My recent post Friday Colorful Face

  36. iasoupmama says:

    That sneaky sadness… it shadows us all during the holidays. Many hugs…
    My recent post Mom v. High Chair

  37. Gina says:

    I loved this. And the picture is just beautiful but I'm sad for all your loss. Have a wonderful Thanksgiving week!
    My recent post Remember the Time…

                              Follow on Bloglovin
                              Follow on Bloglovin
Grab a Slice!