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Eulogy For Grandmother

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“Take me with you to America, dad!” I said. Tears escape my grandmother’s eyes. “I am tired of living the gypsy life!” Sobs thunder out of her, spill over the banks. During this time, my nine-year-old vocabulary putrefied. Due to my father’s recent victory of the Visa Lottery, and victory in holding his family’s one-way ticket to freedom, I became accustomed to and regurgitated my parent’s discontent with Romania. Despite having the opportunity to stay with my grandparents and knowing that my bond with the most important person in my life—my grandmother—would shatter, I eagerly leapt out of her arms. I leapt into the train that sped my parents, sister, and I towards an unknown land: a yellow-colored country that appeared in a weathered atlas …show more content…

Our days thrived with a beautiful devotion for goodness that made them worth remembering for a lifetime; however, this was not always the case. By the time my grandmother turned 24 years old, lack of funding forced her to illegally abort eight children due to Romania’s strict communist regime. Her ninth baby, however, she kept. Even though my grandmother desperately desired a boy, my mother stood as the only child in the family. In on April 12th, 1998 when I took my first breath, my grandmother’s wish came true. From that moment onwards, she raised me as her own baby …show more content…

I continued working in order to help my grandfather return to Romania during the summer. Back home, cheap medical care obligates him to return in order to refill prescriptions and attend doctor appointments. During winter break in the beginning days of 2018, time finally seemed to settle into a manageable rhythm. That evening, my mother revealed news to me that changed my life forever: “I was on your grandfather’s phone when he received a text notification from a prostitute. He has been speaking and giving money to them when he lives in Romania ever since your grandmother passed

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