grandparents

Becoming a grandparent makes getting older something to look forward to - all the fun of parenting, without the hassle.

Gentle Survivors
Dear Grandma Maxine, I wish I could've known you. I wish you would've been here to rock me as a baby, sneak me cookies as a child, or help me mend my grown up broken heart. Your name feels foreign in my mouth, yet the stories of you are closer than my bones.
By Chelsea Delaney6 years ago in Families
The Amazing Anita Miller
Anita Miller (or as I call you) Grandma Nini, I have no memories of you before your mind decided to go. I remember all of us as kids giggling as you’d read every street sign or billboard out loud about six times just trying to make sense of it. For all of this I apologize; as we didn’t know any better.
By Diana R. Jones6 years ago in Families
To My Grandmother, With Love
As a man it is sometimes very difficult to see how much women go through. I can really only understand what I have read or seen in movies, but now reflecting on my life and the people around me- I can see how much you have gone through Gram.
By Tristan Mitchell6 years ago in Families
My Grandma is Facebook
Dear Grandma Jean, I'm writing this letter because I'm entering an online writing contest. I'm sure you're going to read it before I even get the chance to show you it myself.
By Maddie M.6 years ago in Families
The Woman Who Lived A Thousand Lifetimes
When I say she lived a thousand lifetimes, I don't mean literally but in that small part of my brain where I'm still a little girl on her knee, my grandma has been alive forever. She will continue to live forever long after she is gone from this earth because the truth is, she is an amazing woman!
By Kate Fox6 years ago in Families
You Didn't Have To, But You Did
To the woman who has inspired, encouraged, loved, raised, and believed in me from the moment I was born: I want to tell the world exactly how amazing you are, but I don't have enough time to tell them every reason why.
By Dani Banani6 years ago in Families
Grandmas
To my Maternal and Paternal Grandmothers, You were both very different like night and day, but my long talks with the both of you, gave me balance in my life and taught me how to be a real woman. I learned how to become a virtuous woman, the strong values associated with being a mother and a wife as well as an independent woman. Thank you grandmas for representing what a women can be through hard work and self-preservation.
By Deshone Hall6 years ago in Families
The G in Grandma stands for Gangster
Usually kids would run to their grandma for safety when their mothers are about to dicipline them, well not me. If you think my momma was tough, try my grandmother.
By J Louis6 years ago in Families
Nana’s Unconditional Love
Nana’s Unconditional Love Grandmothers often conjure feelings of warmth, safety and unconditional love. I know that’s what comes to mind when I think of my Nana. Growing up, I couldn’t wait to go to her house. It was the one thing I always looked forward to. As a five year old, I spent afternoons there after school. One day, it was pouring rain and thundering so hard the house shook! Lightning flashed outside the thick draped windows. The wind howled outside, like a pack of hungry wolves. The Earth boomed with each clap, as if the whole world was coming apart! Nana’s cat, Smokey, and I stared at each other, terrified! I followed him down the dark hallway, to the room at the end, figuring he knew where Nana was. Instead, I found him hiding under the bed, so I crawled under and joined him. Together, we weathered the storm, holding our breaths with each thunderous clap. It wasn’t long before Nana found me curled up with Smokey, tears streaming down my little face. She reached down to pick me up, holding me close to her bosom. Right away I calmed, finally able to breathe, safe in her arms.
By Nnnnj6 years ago in Families
A Grand Dad. Top Story - March 2021.
Before I knew what trans was, let alone that I was trans, you could easily say that I was a Daddy’s Girl. Except for one small fact- I didn’t consider myself someone who HAD a dad until after I lost him.
By J. Lee6 years ago in Families
Lessons from my grandfather
As a child, I was lucky. My grandparents raised me so I got to experience things that not all children were lucky enough to. I fell in love with artists like Pink Floyd and Bob Dylan, I learned how to sew, I learned how to start and more importantly maintain a fire. However, the most important lesson that they taught me – I think without even realizing it, was how to be present in each and every moment. My grandfather did not speak much, he spoke, but my brain has a difficult time remembering the words he used to spill out over the television. It was not until he passed away that I truly understood what he had been saying for all those years.
By Amber Paulison6 years ago in Families
All the Conversations I Never Got to Have with my Grandmother
If there's one person no longer alive who I'd like to sit and have dinner with, it's my paternal grandmother. Hopefully it will be a long one, to make up for the fact that we never had a conversation at all during the time she was alive and in our presence.
By Celesdina Devi6 years ago in Families