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Women’s History Month

Honoring My Grandmother on International Women’s Day

The greatness of a simple woman who was never celebrated during her lifetime

A blurry photo of my grandmother. My only photo of her. Credit: Author’s photo

At the age of twenty, I was barely an adult when I lost my grandmother. The photo above is the only one I possess of her, which sits on my cherished altar in my home office.

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Michelle Jaqua

Advocate for Women / Owner of The Virago

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