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When God gave me you as a grandma, he knew exactly what he was doing. He knew that my life would be a little rocky starting out and that I would need you and grandpa to have my back.
So, God gave me a grandma that traveled states away to come to see me when I was born just to make sure everything was okay, and to convince my mom that it was time to come “home”.
So, God gave me a grandma that knew when it was time to step up and take care of me so my mom could go work out of town.
A grandma that would sing silly songs, feed me, make me chocolate milk in the middle of the night, teach me how to snap, tie my shoes and ride a bike.
God gave me you as a grandma to take me outside on the front porch swing, to help hand you the clothes to hang on the line, to play in the kiddie pool and walk to the library.
He knew that you were strong enough to raise me when times were hard and would always make me feel welcome.
So, God gave me you as a grandma because he knew how much we were alike. From thriving on family, being a stay at home mom, and the way we felt and viewed the world, he knew we needed each other to relate to.
God gave me you because he knew how hard the teenage years would be, how much mom and I would bump heads, and how much you would be there for me to advocate for me, and listen when I needed it most.
God knew I needed a grandma whose door was always open, who looked forward to my visits, and who loved to come visit me.
God knew I needed someone to help when I was sick, broke, lost, confused, and could lend a hand when I needed help with my son.
God knew I needed a grandma to tell me the truth when nobody else would.
Someone to gossip about the celebs with and share all her People magazines with.
A grandma that thrived on cleaning and always cleaned every new place I rented from top to bottom before I moved in.
A grandma that sent birthday cards for every single birthday, letters when I wouldn’t call, and ensured every one of us grandkids and great-grandkids had something we liked for Christmas.
A grandma that never said no to letting me hide away from the world at her house for a weekend.
A grandma that loved babies more than life.
When God gave me you as a grandma, He knew how much I needed to see your strength, endurance, and love.
I am so glad I got to be part of your life and you a part of mine for 36 years. God knew how much I would learn from you and how much we needed each other right from the beginning. Although life is hard without you and I miss you daily, I know you are still a part of me and always will.