More than Just a Grandma, but a Lifesaver Growing up was not such an easy task for me. There came a time where I needed support far more than any one person could provide, except for one. She is exceptional she was my rock, she held my world together she is my Grandmother. My Grandmother is not just my Grandmother; she is also my friend, my provider, and my savior because without her I would have more than likely taken a very wrong path in life. There she stands, all of five feet tall, short brown hair set in pin curls, dressed in modern day slacks and a flower print shirt. She is fierce, never afraid to speak her mind; she is my hero; she saved my life; she is my Grandma. My grandma made my world so much easier. Driving her four-door, tan Buick fifty miles one way from the small factory town of Warsaw, Indiana, to the college city of South Bend, Indiana, every weekend to retrieve me. She would pack me in the front seat of the car, opening the door, the familiar scent of grandma 's rose perfume mixed with her lemon air freshener greeted me like an old friend. We headed off to the Kmart to buy my shoes, socks, underpants, and whatever else I may have needed. My mother figured it was my father 's job to provide me with these items, but since it was my Grandma picking me up, the burden fell upon her. This beautiful spitfire of a woman never complained, and if she did, she never did it within earshot of me. Once we collected the items on our shopping list, we headed back to
While, my mother has also been a significant individual in my life, my grandmother has always been my confidant, someone I could go to whenever I was confused or needed guidance, and she always had the answers. Whether it was putting alcohol on a scrapped knee or lending a shoulder to cry on, I could count on her to be there during my most precious moments. The tough love has also
My grandparents raised me when I was young because my parents were busy toiling away at work to support my siblings and I. Through my grandparents, I learned strength. My grandfather, a former political activist and soldier in Vietnam, suffered a gigantic loss: Losing the Vietnam war. Still, he refused to kneel under the hand of oppression. He restarted his life in a brand new, foreign country with seven children,
I grew up watching my mother strive to give me a better life and become a better person. Amongst great difficulty, she decided to finish school and attend university. Her hard work and determination have marked and defined my life. Every day she had to work, then go to university and later take care of me. She excelled in every aspect of her life, teaching me that the impossible is overcome through hard work and
The smell of cinnamon engulfed my senses as I sat down on the soft plush couch. It was christmas time, and I could hear my grandma’s voice as she hummed an old Christmas toon. The general feel of the room was happiness, Which was enhanced with the warm smells of freshly baked cookies and holiday ham. “Abby? would you like to taste these cookies before I frost them?” she asked, knowing that I didn't like the frosting that she usually bought. She was always trying to make the people around her happy. As a young child, her family didn't have a lot of money so she was forced to live off barely anything. she made the best out of her situation, and learned to be happy with what she had. My grandma knows how to make everyone happy in every situation, and that si why she is my Personal Michigan Hero.
My grandmother, a single parent, has provided for me, my brother and two sisters over the past years; now it is my turn to take care of her. She taught me that education is extremely valuable. Questioning that belief, I joined the Army at seventeen, which taught me to defend others which led to my pursuit of criminal justice. Learning something new each day is the greatest gift of knowledge. My grandmother said the main thing a person needs to succeed is drive and passion. Her accomplishments showed me the importance of being independent and doing what you love, which impacted my life. She is what you could call “the rock” of our family she keeps
My grandma had survived a hard life, and yet managed to raise four responsible, well-educated, and successful children. All this she did while working as a respected psychiatric nurse and a state mental health board member. Although she had had and was still overcoming trials in life, I always knew she would be there and cared about me and my life. As my brother and I grew older and were unable to visit my grandparents as often as we
I lived with my grandmother for the first half of my life. She practically raised me. Everyone in our village would talk about how much she spoiled me. She would go out of her way to get what I needed. One day I was playing with my friends, there was food in the house but I just wanted to eat snacks. I complained and whined about it until I got what I wanted she made my uncle go all the way into the city to buy me some snacks even though I could’ve just eaten what was in the house. She was a part of me. We had so much in common. My mom wasn't unable to raise me because she was living in America.
Back in the days, my wonderful Grandmother died in 1980 and left a few things around. My Mother went to her house to find out what she left in her house. I wasn’t born then but my mom told me what happened we really miss our grandmother and how she made us laugh and cry at some times. When my grandmother was alive she used to tell us how slavery was back in the days. We used to actually cry when she told us that we couldn’t believe how they use to get treated back in the days .My grandmother was a helping kind lady that helped us when she could that was the only person that looked out for us. She was the best in the world I know everybody else in the world wish they still have they grandmother. Whenever we didn’t have anything to eat my grandmother would make us something
Growing up one of the people that had the biggest impact in my life was my babysitter. I cringe at even writing those words because she was my grandmother in every aspect regardless of blood relation. Starting off as immigrants my parents had to work very long shifts and never seemed compete with their bills. My grandmother Kona has helped raise me since I was around three or four years old.
As I started to get older, I realized all my struggles and all my road bumps made me into the person I am today. My mom molded me into a version of herself and I am very grateful because she showed me not to let anything get me down. My grandmother, who is very much alive, has molded me into her little warrior. She is headstrong and vigorous and that is where I get my attitude and personality in life from. She is my inspiration for my career choice, a
In order to help those in need my grandma always obtains an open mind. She is very compassionate about her family always ensuring that everyone is safe. My Grandmother is willing to take that extra mile to help in every way possible. When I struggled in getting my license she called and offered to pay for my driving classes informing me that my insurance would go down if I followed through with the
The stereotypical grandmother is a sweet old woman, always carrying a plate of fresh baked cookies, who lives just over the river and through the woods. As a child, my grandmother seemed very similar to this fairy tale rendition, but as I have grown I have realized that she has played a much larger role in my life than the storybooks, and really anyone, could have predicted.
My grandmother, Esther Turner, has impacted my life in more ways than just simply being there for me, as a grandmother. She’s much more than that, in my eyes. Being the eldest of three, I’ve always taken on more responsibility as the older sister. It was my job to show my little brother and sister which paths were safe to take in this wild, confusing maze called life. At times, I felt like a mother myself, and at a young age, I found myself slightly intimidated by all the responsibilities that were laid on my shoulders. The main person I could talk to freely and openly, without judgment, was my grandmother. We have always been able to speak to each other about any and everything, nothing was off limits. That’s what I think brought us so close, the fact that she accepted me entirely for the person I presented to her.
Grandmothers today play an essential role in their children’s children life. Grandmothers help providing family more stability, financially and helping in the process of growing up. A large portion of grandmothers are caretakers. Grandmothers are trustworthy, this lead many parents asking the grandmothers to take care of their young one. In the sample of a study provided by Madonna Harrington Meyer in the article Grandmothers juggling work and grandchildren in the United States shows that a large number of grandmother enjoy providing care to their grandchildren. A number of grandmothers have also shown that they felt the responsibility to take care of their grandchildren. Life histories, culture and social expectations pressure the grandmother to accept the responsibility for their grandchildren and adult children. Life histories, culture and social expectations equally affects when the grandmother provide care to their grandchildren.
Of course you always hear people talking about how great their grandmother or grandfather are, I too feel the same way about my grandmother. I see her as more than my grandmother, she’s a role mole, my best friend and also like a sister when I need her. She’s always been a loving and caring person. Not for only her friends and family, but also strangers. People she has never met a day in her life she would be willing to go give her last too. You don’t find to many people like her too often.