Every one has that one special person in their life that stood beside them always and loved you more, you feel, than anyone else. My Grandmother would be that person for me. I don't know what my life would have been like without my Grandmother. I was lucky enough to at least have her in my life for fourteen years before she passed away.

I spent a lot of time with my grandmother when I was growing up. At first when I was very little, I don't remember where she lived, but I remember waiting for her anxiously to come visit me. My parents house was very big and there was a apartment on the other side of the house, eventually she moved in that apartment.

While my Grandmother lived there, I think I spent more time with her than at my own part of the house. My Grandmother brought comfort and love to my life where my parents were not capable of those traits. I can remember playing bingo, rummy, and cribbage all the time with her. Her favorite shows were Parry Mason and Emergency, I watched them all the time with her. I loved grocery shopping with my Grandmother, she always let me pick out a couple things I really wanted. I also cleaned for my Grandmother regularly and it was something I actually looked forward to.

My parents traveled a lot so I was lucky that my Grandmother was always there to take care of me, I couldn't have asked for a better babysitter. When things got rough at home with my parents my Grandmother use to let me talk into a tape recorder and get out all the things I was feeling. I really don't think that she did this for any other reason than to help me vent.
She worried about me so much and I knew it.

My Grandmother was my constant, she was the one person I knew would always be there. When I was about eleven years old my Grandmother fell down from my back porch and broke her hip which had her laid up in a nursing home for awhile. The nursing home was not too far from my house so I didn't mind so much because I could walk there and I knew that it was only temporary.

When my Grandmother was better my mother decided that it was time for her to move into a senior citizen place to live. I was not happy at all for this decision and I will never believe it was what my Grandmother wanted. I still stayed with my grandmother every weekend, she lived close to my school and a couple of my friends so it worked out fine. It got to a point where I would even go down and join the functions that were going on there with her, all the older people enjoyed me very much. I took dance lessons for several years so I would put on shows for them and stuff.

Nearing closer to the time my Grandmother passed away, I didn't go there as much. I got involved in so many activities and boys came into my life. I still saw her quite a lot but not as much as before, I always felt bad about that. One day I came home to find out that my Grandmother had died in her sleep, it was the worst news I ever could have heard.

I missed my Grandmother more than words can tell but I am grateful for having her. I found out a couple years later that the night before she passed away that my Grandmother had called my aunt and asked her to make sure I was ok and didn't get married to get away from my house. I guess she kind of knew it was her time. My Grandmother cared for me right up till the last minute and I wouldn't give up a minute that I spent with her.

Grandmothers are so important, the role they can take on in a child's life is priceless. I named my daughter after my Grandmother and I hope she realizes how special that is to me.


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