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Ohgabetta. Such a favorite term of mine. My Nana, my mom's mom, Tillie B, she was it, man. A lady in possession of class, sass, some fabulous accordion style gold & silver belts and many other stylish items and tricks I admired. We're talking about a woman who had a mind of her own, used it, and was loved by anyone she ever met. She was beautiful, inspiring and loved her people far too much. She was super smart, loyal and dedicated to her faith as well. She really was the whole deal.

Nana used this term and while she never provided an exact explanation of its meaning, it is one of affection and love. Most commonly I heard her saying it when she would smuggle me into her arms kissing my head and squealing with glee. I have tried in the past to look it up and learn more about it's meaning and after not finding much, I have settled on my own meaning even further: when you love something, someone, or a passion and you are totally giddy and joyous for its existence, you get Ohgabetta. If you feel pure happiness using any one of your senses to feel it and really experience absolute wonder from it, you may just have some Ohgabetta going on. Please use it, love it and let it be a center for your beautiful moments.

The only request I might have, since you asked, (you asked, trust me), is that you honor the full on reaction of Ohgabetta. Squealing, squishing, kicking up feet, and hugging whatever may be providing the inspiration for Ohgabetta are just a few examples. Otherwise, make it your own and appreciate the hell out of it.


Signed with joy, appreciation, and of course some Ohgabetta,
Meggie

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