Why My Mother Never Got the Chance to Be an Amazing Grandmother
My mother never got the chance to be an amazing grandmother.
My mother wanted to take her grandchildren to the beach.
My mother never got the chance to be an amazing grandmother.
My mother wanted to take her grandchildren to the beach.
I will never be the fun one.
You know that carefree friend you have who’s always smiling and always makes people laugh, even when she’s having a bad day? Wait, does she even have bad days? Yeah, those people are great. They probably get invited to a lot of parties, but they’re not me.
Creating a playlist of songs that will comfort people in their grief for my Where Did My Sweet Grandma Go? launch party really calmed my anxious heart.
I hate being a member of the Dead Moms Club.
I hate paying the lifetime membership dues.
I hate the grief.
I hate the heartache.
And I hate the loneliness.
This is my all-time favorite photo of me. It is also my all-time favorite childhood memory. This is my all-time favorite childhood memory and photo of me. You see that dirt track behind me? I can still feel that squishy mud under my bare feet. Between my little toes. And coating my belly and knees….