The long and twisted journeys of life, are journeys we did not plan.. but journeys we must travel down to get to our final destination. Lets make the best of it, eh?
Monday, September 12, 2011
The strongest person i know.
As the day's move forward, and my life starts going back to how it was, i want to remember two things. 1. No matter what happens- God is always there for us, and 2. Whether we know it or not- people do care. Whether it's a friend, a teacher, a family member, they do care. Today, i sat with my grandma when i got home for a while. I love laying next to her in bed and just talk. Today we talked about my family, my mom and God. I told her that i wasn't angry with my mom anymore- just sad knowing that she doesn't want to love me. I told her that i was still questioning God's plan for me. I let her go on and on about her brothers and sisters and we had a good talk. My grandma resembles a truly strong amazing person. My grandma was born in 1822. Her mother died when she was very young leaving her father to deal with 6 children. In an early age my grandam had gotten diagnosed with hearing loss and arthritis. Shortly after, her father died too. Her oldest sister could only take one child so she took her older sister Anna Lou, my grandma along with her brother Roy, went to her aunts home in West Virginia. She was practically an orphan,he aunt treated her with disrespect and unfairly, spoiling the other children with good food for dinner. My grandma dropped out of high school in the 9th grade due to needing to work multiple jobs at the local diner while going through the great depression. As time went on, my grandma learned what hard work was. She met my grandpa and got married having four kids. After a few years of marriage my grandpa became abusive with her, they got divorced and my grandma became a single mother again. She worked jobs to take care of her children, and she showed them that hard work pays off. A few years later, my aunt Susan killed herself. It was a horrible time for our family. My grandma was very depressed but continued to stay string throughout. As of today- my grandma is 82 years old. She has severe degenerative arthritis, and has hands that are curled under each other. she goes through daily pain to do simple things such as get a glass of milk or getting out of bed. My grandma is a huge role model to me. She survived so much- with so little. She didn't let anything get in her way. She is the strongest person i know. I love her to death and would do anything for her. Included in m prayers every night, is for the pain to be released out of her body allowing her to sleep. It's amazing what prayers can do <3
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