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Essay on Not the Stereotypical Grandmother

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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. When I was thirteen years old, my mother kicked me out of the house. My grandmother graciously took me in, since my father had no means of caring for me. Three years later, my mother left. There has probably never been a more devastating event in my life. I may have only seen her occasionally, but “never” was a whole new idea. It was always upsetting to never see her …show more content…

I wrote down every curse word I had for her, and every dream that she had broken. I made her a list of all the things in my life that she had missed while she was here, while she was gone, and what she was going to miss. I told her all my fears of not having a mother; how much I hated her for doing this to me, and how much I hated me for doing this to me. I ended with “I miss you.” When I showed it to my grandmother, the only thing she had to say was, “I’ll be there.” She meant at graduation, at the wedding, at the birth of my child, and for the first time in my life, I saw just how much I mean to her. Recently, I have discovered just how much my grandmother has done for my brother and myself, and as the time grows nearer for me to move out of the house, each little thing she has done for me unveils itself as something so much larger. She has told me of countless Christmas presents she had paid for, that my mother passed on with the gift cards signed by herself. She has told me of checks written for basic necessities, like food and electricity. Even though I didn’t realize it, my grandmother has always been there, checking in to make sure I had what I needed, but never taking credit for it. She even took my mother to court to gain control of the government money intended for my brother and me. She’s been the representative payee for a few years now, and we have everything we could ever need, plus a little extra. In addition to physically

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