Happy Mother's Day- To My Grandma
My Grandma who has been gone for 3 years now raised me as her own. I called her mom, I thought she was my mom. It turns out my big sister (I was told was my sister) who was married with 2 kids and lived 8 blocks away was my biological mother. I found this out when I was between the ages of 7-9 years of age. Both my grandparents, were my parents. They cared for me, provided for me and loved me deeply.
My Grandma or Mom as I called her, was a wise, unique and funny woman. She was a very forgiving person. Unfortunately, she thought I was an angel and this was so untrue especially when I was a teenager. She couldn't read due to being dyslexic, she never learned and didn't want to learn. I didn't know she couldn't read till much later. When we were out she would ask me what labels or signs said, explaining she didn't have her glasses. When I was a young child and we went shopping I always got to pick a book. I loved books and I loved to read and collect them.
My grandma loved Chihuahuas and cats. She would have one dog sitting on each side of her and if you went near her to give her hug or something they would snap at you. She spoke French and English- mostly mixed together. She also was Metis. I miss her terribly and am trying to keep a relationship with my biological mother but I can't call her mom and never have. We are more like sisters and I think it will stay like that. No one can replace my loving grandma.