Someone Who Has a Major Impact on My Life
Having their parents struggle, to give you a partial good life. Later contracting an incurable disease that brought their life to an early end; being a young teenager with six siblings looking to you for answers. Leaving school having to get a job sweeping making 10 cents an hour. This is the year 1953 there isn’t a CPS to take you away. Could you fathom the thought of having to pursue life like this? Let me tell you why I look at her the way that I do.
She isn’t my real grandmother biologically she is an aunt. I look to her as a grandma because she has always been there for me. She took me in at a young age 24months to be exact into a little green house 19th street. My parents both worked shift work so they needed someone to watch over me while they were away. She volunteered with no hesitation, known all over for taking care of peoples children. She taught me how to be a young lady, and a God fearing individual. We were in church Tuesday, Wednesday, and Sunday I was in the church choir while my grandma was over the usher board. She was a one of a kind she always made sure that we ate and we were full. It was drilled into her head from her struggling to take care of her siblings.
As I got older in high school I would tell her about things going on whether it be the good, the bad, or the ugly. One day she opened up and...