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My grandmother is the matriarch of our family. Not only is she the one we can always turn to, she’s the one who holds the family together. Grandma is the glue.
She is my last living grandparent- my dad’s mom- and I cherish her more than words can express. COVID worries and living over an hour away has prevented me from visiting her as much as I would have liked over the past few years, but I think about her almost daily. It’s so important to remember those closest to us, even when they aren’t nearby.
My grandma was always the active grandma, when I was little. Walking us up to the candy shop, or playing Badminton with us in her front yard, or pushing us on the tire swing- she always made sure her grandchildren had the best time when they would visit.
As I’ve grown up, she has become more like a friend to me. When I used to bartend, she would come up on karaoke nights and sing Johnny Cash duets with me.
My grandma and I can talk for hours and she always gives me the best advice. She also has some of the funniest stories I’ve ever heard. I will hold onto those memories for the rest of my life.
When I was a teenager, I remember she would always wear a bunch of pretty rings, nearly one on every finger and I always loved them all so much. I’d always ask to look at her hands. One ring in particular, her high school class ring, always stood out to me. It’s a simple gold ring, with her school crest and graduation year in the center and initials on the side. I have always loved that ring.
Recently, my grandma moved and we were all looking through some of her jewelry. I saw the class ring, and tried it on. Perfect fit. I asked my grandma if it was alright for me to have it, and she happily obliged. So, for the past few months, I’ve been wearing her class ring on my finger every single day. It never leaves my hand.
I now feel closer to her than ever before. Glancing down at those L. R. (Louise Ryan) initials on that ring fills my heart with so much joy.
There is something so special about a bond between grandparent and grandchild- something so remarkably profound that it stretches beyond our own human comprehension. Spanning generations, our grandparents connect us to our ancestors, the same way our parents do, but grandparents can reach back even further down the family line to give us a clearer picture of where we came from and hope for the future.
So, while grandparents’ day isn’t until September, let us all remember our grandparents each and every day of the year.