grandparents
Becoming a grandparent makes getting older something to look forward to - all the fun of parenting, without the hassle.
Secrets
The sky was a deep grey with clouds rolling in as a warning of the storm to come. A light mist had already started and the tiny water droplets seemed to just hang in the air. As if time had stopped in this very moment. The weather fit the occasion perfectly. After all today was my grandfather’s funeral.
By Anna Yarbrough5 years ago in Families
Hello Nanna
Hello Nanna – Sonia James “Hello Nanna”…”Hello Sonia”...”I am sorry I have not seen you for a little while”…”It’s okay Sonia, it’s ok”…”so how are you Nanna, are they treating you well?”…”I no like it Sonia…but no complain”…”Oh wow, you have the exact same hibiscus tree outside your bedroom like I do Nanna”…she smiles. She then asks if I want a tutsa teh – a cuppa of tea – a mandatory offering when visiting in her own home. I nod in acceptance and she gestures and says that we need to go into the dining room. Her room in the nursing home was pleasant enough but Nanna was always a strong independent woman whose house was always filled with the smell of something simmering away on the stove, morning, noon or night and the nursing was a far cry from her reality. Nanna was my fathers’ mother.
By Sonia James5 years ago in Families
Dear Summer,
The sun melted behind the buildings while the clouds grew gray and wild. It was a humid summer day and my sister Shannon and I were on my way to my grandparents’ house. My grandparents’ house was our sweet escape. No overprotective father or overworked mother but grandparents that welcomed us warmly and appreciated our presence.
By Mercy Sadè5 years ago in Families
When you need it.
My grandmother was an eccentric woman. She had a small quirky shop full of dream catchers and other crystal magic and spellbook memorabilia. She often shared stories of supernatural encounters which were entertaining but very clearly exaggerated. I loved my Grandmother very much and spent most of my time in her small shop, listening to her stories and observing the interesting people coming and going.
By Maria Lane5 years ago in Families
Grandfather
Jenny slowly swung open the door to her grandfather’s house. The air smelled musty, and dust motes danced before her eyes. Just today she had received a letter from her grandfather’s attorney, letting her know that the $20,000 he had set aside for her would be deposited into her account. Tears formed behind her eyes. She needed the money for her school tuition, but she would gladly give it up to have her grandfather back.
By Kathi Walker5 years ago in Families
Hidden Miracles
The sky was crazy today! Swirls of blue intertwined with pale greens, and shades of pink. I was laying on my back in the cool grass. I could feel the leftover morning's dew dampening my cotton shirt. I caught a whiff of the lilac bushes that my gran had planted years before and gently smiled as I watched the clouds change their floating shapes. It had only been three weeks since gran had passed. She was everything to me and now I was all alone. I laid there for the millionth time, next to the babbling creek in her backyard, pondering what my next life move would be, having no money or hope after a grueling couple of weeks of selling off most of gran's life gathered items. The only thing left was the old farmhouse, 15 acres of unused farm land and an old antique dresser that she kept her knitting supplies in.
By Shana Pyzik5 years ago in Families
A Fresh Start
The deadline on the financial report her boss requested is dangerously creeping up on her. She probably (no, definitely) shouldn't have gone out for drinks with Hannah and Lexi last night, but the need to unwind and have some fun came out the winner against her responsible self. She steals a glance at her watch and takes a sharp inhale. Five o'clock is now only fifteen minutes away and she's no closer to finishing than she was at noon.
By Ciara Brooke5 years ago in Families
Granddad's Garden
I end up in the garden because I can’t bear to listen to them anymore, the false smiles they flash at each other, the little barbs delivered in honeyed tones. ‘Remember that time, Evie, when he called me in to help with Mum even though you lived five miles away? I’m sure he didn’t want to bother you…’
By Julie Primon5 years ago in Families
The Unexpected Gift
Dorothy was such a sweet old woman; everybody loved her! All the kids in the neighborhood often came to her house just to get a taste of her warm chocolate chip cookies or fresh baked apple pie. Dorothy had two kids; a girl named Laura and a boy named Christopher who by now have had kids of their own. Laura's daughter Zoey was such a great little girl. She often spent time after school and on the weekends with Dorothy. The two were thick as thieves. Laura was somewhat of a party girl and stayed out a lot but Dorothy didn’t mind because that gave her even more time to spend with little Zoey. Zoey would always ask her grandma to read her a bedtime story before bed and most of the time she read the classic storybooks sitting up on her old book shelf, but this particular night, Dorothy decided that she had an extra special story to tell. Zoey excitedly threw on her pajamas, brushed her teeth and jumped straight into bed to hear the special story grandma Dorothy had in store. As Zoey got under the warm fluffy covers, Dorothy began her tale!
By Lalonda McClain5 years ago in Families
Things We Know and Things We Learn
He didn’t have much to miss about California, there wasn’t very much to remember. They left when he was very young and never had much reason to return. Her relationship with her parents was complicated and exhausting. She knew she didn’t want to have the same relationship with her children as her parents had with her. It was surprisingly easy to leave and not look back.
By Brian Glover5 years ago in Families
