grandparents

Becoming a grandparent makes getting older something to look forward to - all the fun of parenting, without the hassle.

A Day of Merlot and Roses
Gamay sits beside her grandmother in the hospital. She smiles as she strokes her grandmother’s hand. “Nona, tell me how you and grandpa met?”
By A. L. Jobrail5 years ago in Families
The Paper Thief
I crouched at the edge of the property. In front of me was a vast swath of land that led up to a large traditional brick manor. Its peaks disappearing into the grey clouded sky. I thought of the irony of the pathetic fallacy before me. My clothes felt damp on my skin from the drizzle of rain around me. I sat in silence, as I waited.
By Rachel McKenna5 years ago in Families
My Guardian Angel
You know that saying “ Enjoy your flowers while you here cause you can't take em with you while you're gone” My Great Grandmother was literally the definition of that meaning. She enjoyed her flowers while she was here. She had a garden of flowers, She had her own Flower Shop. She made flower bouquets for others and she enjoyed it. I remember store runs with my grandma, getting certain flowers. Growing up watching her flowers grow were so beautiful. I had fond memories being in her shop, Everyday after school, I would go to her shop and enjoy the scenery of the flowers and help her in any way I can. I was the youngest out of the bunch. So I feel like she always looked out for me. I always wanted to be with my grandma. May her soul rest in peace, I know she's always looking out for me and making sure I'm doing right by others, along with God by my side. She was the greatest woman of all time. My great grandmother had 8 Children. One is Gone, The Chosen One, My Uncle Joe. My grandmother heart was into pieces and I know she wouldn't be able to live without her baby. He was the Last One of the bunch and once he was gone. Everything changed. For the better though and now I understand why. My grandmother was the root to everyone happiness when she walked through the room, ANY ROOM, she lit the whole room up. Her presence succeeded wherever she went and that's what I loved about my grandma. She was so creative and when you become creative, You know you are Gods Creation. I'm so thankful to have a God-fearing woman in my life and she inspired me how to become a God fearing woman. I'm grateful and appreciative for all things I learned from her. I enjoyed her time while she was here and I want to follow her in her footsteps. I see myself grow like her more and more everyday. Walking by faith and not by sight. Not Moving when someone else is ready but Moving when she got ready and listened to God. She paved the way for me. I'm following in her footsteps more and more everyday. Sure Goodness and loving kindness shall follow me all the days of my life and I will dwell in the Lords house forever. She always had a plan and always had some work to do. My grandmother kept multiple jobs, she's a hustler. She made me see the light of things. My grandmother birthday is April 1st and and I wrote this story in dedication to her passing. Many people remembered her good deeds and the things she did but I don't think they knew the trials and tribulations she went through raising 7 kids, being an army wife, having her kids in different states, moving all because of a man. I thank God for being with her on her journey, and I thank her for being with me on my journey every step of way. She is my guardian angel, she's been sending me signs since I got got closer to God and I just really want to thank her and give her all the appreciation and love she deserve. My grandmother also have a lot of grandkids, she loves every last one of us, and she's wishing to meet her great great grandchildren soon and I'm so excited for her, even though she isn't her physically, I know she is with me spiritually. She was the best person in my eyes, my grandmother was a feisty and wild thing but she had a heart of gold and no one could take that from her. A boss was born and angel was going home. Thank You Grandma. Thank you God most importantly. Always save the best for last.
By Jaquita Burrell5 years ago in Families
To The Toughest Woman I know
Dear Meme, It has been almost five years since the last time we saw you. Yet, when asked to write to the toughest woman we know, the only one that popped in my mind was you. There are a lot of things that could describe you; stubborn, scary, independent, but above all I would describe you as strong. To your last breath you fought.
By Carmen Dodson5 years ago in Families
The Strength of Her Smile.
To My Dearest Nana I was only fifteen years old when you passed away. And I have missed you, every single day since.
By Sara Zaidi5 years ago in Families
The Good 'Ole Days
Let’s see if I can make it through this time without crying. If I do, I’ll just keep going. I promise I won’t quit telling the world about you this time. I tried, during sophomore year of high school, to write about the saying “time heals all wounds.” Here we are though, a sophomore in college, and I get the chance again. Time has done everything but healed my wound.
By Iman Drakeford5 years ago in Families
All the Coconuts on the Island
Dear Nana, I want so badly for my daughter to know you. You were the toughest and most resourceful woman I have known. You gave birth to my mother while the Japanese were bombing Manila in 1942. Hours later, you, your husband and your newborn were evacuated to an island to wait out the rest of the War.
By Maria Leonard Olsen5 years ago in Families
To Grandma
Grandma, There are so many words here that I should have said to you more often than I did; especially later in your own life.
By Kent Brindley5 years ago in Families
For My Grandmother
Dear Grandma, You spent much of your childhood locked in a wardrobe. The only child of poor, Oklahoma landowners, they often lost their temper with you. They chose to lock you up, rather than tend to a child they viewed as a drain on their resources.
By L5 years ago in Families
Blazing A Trail
Dear Iris, You don’t know me. You don’t recognise my face. You don’t remember my name. But I have known you my whole life.
By Jenifer Nim5 years ago in Families
Dear Nana
Dear Nana, We in an abstract manner got to say goodbye. I did the hulu dance you taught me as a child. I didn't know if you saw my performance. You appeared to be sleeping. I wished you would awake there was so much I wanted to say. I had thought you would live forever. You were such a strong, smart women . But that night about four hours after my dance you slipped out of this world leaving me numb. But I knew you had left so much of you with me. When life gets difficult I remember your drive.
By Antoinette L Brey5 years ago in Families
Roses while you’re here
Dear Grandma Scott, My beautiful grandma, the most sweet, loyal, and loving woman I know. Sometimes I feel I’m not worthy of your presence but so thankful you are still here to be the rock for our family in these trying times. Your 75th birthday is right around the corner on April 6 and I can not wait to see you on Resurrection Sunday and bring your cake. I know your prayers and sacrifices helped mold me into the woman I am today and I thank you. We are so much alike but from lessons, I learned from you we are different as well. I remember so far back, it blows my mind sometimes. I remember you braiding my hair at four years old. I remember when you use to help mom no matter what or where we were. Every time mom moved us to another city and she started falling behind in her bills or needed to move- you came and got us. Every weekend I couldn’t wait to go to my grandma's house and go to church when I was little. Every Christmas was special and magical and you made the season. You were even the most patient with me through my crazy teenage hormone years. I will always appreciate you for that.
By Tye Believes5 years ago in Families