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Day-11_Tell-Me-a-Story

Day-11_Tell-Me-a-Story
Lillyia, Jan 20, 2021
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I was eight years old when my maternal grandmother passed away. Although I knew her, I have only one distinct memory of an interaction with her. I am sad to say, it is not a memory filled with warmth and love.
When I was about 7 years old, I visited my sister Anne, who lived a few doors away from Grandma Manda. On the day of the incident, I was out walking around her neighborhood with my friends. As we walked past my grandmother’s house, she was sitting on the porch. My friends remarked, with strong emotion, ’I don’t like her! She’s so mean!’. They did not know she was my grandmother, and I did not inform them of that fact. Instead, I just walked on by without acknowledging her. Later that day, when I returned to my sister’s house, she scolded me for my transgression.
To this day I have conflicting feelings about that incident. I know I was wrong, and I feel badly about ignoring my grandmother. I am ashamed of myself for not standing up to my friends-after all, she was my grandmother. The conflict comes in wondering why there was such a lack of warmth between my grandmother and me. Knowing how much I adore my grandchildren, I wonder why my grandmother didn’t express that feeling towards me. She was the adult and I was just a little girl, so I don’t own the responsibility for the distance between us. But over the years, I have wondered at it.
My sister, two years younger than me, also recalls a relationship that was lukewarm. On the other hand, my younger brother has fond memories of our grandmother. He recalls sitting on her lap and her kisses and smiles. He recalls that she wore her hair in a braid that went midway or further down her back-I thought she had noticeably short hair. Such different experiences and memories of the same person!
My grandmother Amanda was the only grandparent that I ever knew; the other three were deceased before I was born. I take comfort in remembering my father’s words to me about his mother, whose namesake I am. He said, “I wish my mother were alive to know you. She would have loved you.”
Anne is eleven years older than me. She lived with our grandmother when she was a young child. As she described what those years with Grandmom Manda were like, one thing she said stayed with me. Anne described Grandmom Manda as being “sweet and easy-going” with her and the other grandchildren, I have no recollection of a grandmother who fits the description of “sweet and easy-going”, but I am glad that was her experience.
Years later, in researching our family history, I came upon a newspaper account regarding my mother and my grandmother. I was stunned when I read the article. Shock became anger and in my mind I lashed out at my grandmother for being part of a hurtful situation – one which our mother had never shared with her children. An outgrowth of this situation created a painful distance between my mother and her mother. Over the years, I suppose some fences were mended, but the wounds must have been deep, and it seems to me they never completely healed.
People always said that I looked just like my mom. I wonder if my resemblance brought back painful feelings and my grandmother attached some of those feelings to me. It is likely that I will never fully understand what blocked the closeness between my grandmother and me, her little granddaughter. Knowing what I now know, all I can do is suppose.
There is a gap in my heart. It is a space that I wish was filled by love, or at least fondness. Instead, it holds sadness and perplexity.
    • StefanieS
      So sorry for your heartache.
      It isn't easy when things aren't as we would have loved them to be.
      take comfort in being a super loving affectionate kind granny to your grandchildren and leaving a very different legacy. Love the thoughtful way you scrapped this and the brave way you shared your heart with us.
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    • Lillyia
      @Eyeore Thank you for such a sweet, kind and understanding response. I love your suggestion to 'leave a different legacy' to my grandchildren - since the past cannot be undone, your idea is the best use of my time and energy. I never thought of it like that and I am so glad you pointed it out. Your words are a guiding light and as much as I did not want to post this story, maybe the 'universe' knew better. You're an :angel.:agree
    • bestcee
      I'm sorry for your struggle. This is beautifully told, and I love that you reflect on how you can change the future through your relationship with your grandchildren. Thanks for playing in my challenge!
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