Once again, blogging late. I hear my grandmother on the stairs as I type this. She's coming down to tell me to get to bed. Most nights, I see this as a nuisance. I mean, I'm 14. I can stay up later than she can. It's not as though I have school tomorrow or anything, anyway. Most nights, I would yell, bitch, moan and carry on. But not tonight. Tonight... I can appreciate my grandma coming downstairs at 2:00 AM. Getting out of bed, disturbing HER sleep, just to make sure I get some. Every morning, she's up at the crack of dawn to cook breakfast for all of us, clean, and make sure a load of laundry (often karate clothing) gets put on and finished.
After my dad's influential post from earlier... I have realized the importance of time. Of not wasting all the time you're given pissed off at those around you... those who are your family, those you LIVE WITH and those who love you dearly. I don't take enough time during my day to appreciate my grandmother, and to thank her for all she has done and all she does do for our family. So I guess... let this post be that. Grandma, thank you... For the important lessons of kindness, compassion and religion For being there for late-night chats For the female advice For the financial stability you provide for the family For the cooking, cleaning and housework you take upon yourself to keep our house presentable For helping to give my sister a proper upbringing For leaving where you spent most of your life to come live in a completely different world here in NH For teaching me how to be a strong, independent woman with the lessons of cooking, cleaning, housework... and morals For the long drives For the days out and the time spent together For everything 💕 Thank you. ~Maddie
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