Growing up at Hokte’s… ( Memoirs w/ Hokte )

As I’ve presiouly said grandma has been in the same house for over 50 years. Grandma raised 5 girls in that house. I’m pretty sure all my 6 cousins and I have lived at grandmas. I know some of my native friends are laughing thinking you only have 6 cousins? Out of my grandma’s grandkids,Continue reading “Growing up at Hokte’s… ( Memoirs w/ Hokte )”

I Cry Sometimes About It….. (Memoirs w/ Hokte )

7/28/19 Today is a day, to give thanks. Today is a day to be happy. It’s a beautiful thing, to be Indigenous. I hope you gave thanks for you grandmother today. I sure am happy to see mine. Over the night I had time to think and pray. I thought about how beautiful our grandmothersContinue reading “I Cry Sometimes About It….. (Memoirs w/ Hokte )”

She’s too sweet to be mean ( Memoirs w/ Hokte )

7/27/19 My grandmother has lived in the same house for over 50 years. It has changed over the years, inside and out. Even through all its changes, its still home. Grandma’s probably had the same house number for that many years too (lol). Anyways my friends and I would always laugh that grandma had moreContinue reading “She’s too sweet to be mean ( Memoirs w/ Hokte )”

Our Morning Coffee ( Memoirs w/ Hokte )

Now that I’m home I can witness everything my mother had once told me about. I lived in Norman for about two years. I talked to my mother and grandmother just about every other day. My mother would tell me how my grandmother would be progressing for better or for worse. She would always keepContinue reading “Our Morning Coffee ( Memoirs w/ Hokte )”