Beautiful Lessons I Adopted From My Maternal Grandma

I spent my early years in my maternal grandmother’s care. Grandma was a physiotherapist-nurse and an all round-caring little light-skinned lady. Sadly, I never met my grandfather, for, at my birth, he had passed on. By default, my grandmother had become a single working mother of three (my uncle, my mom, and her last born, my other uncle). In hindsight, I am sorry that she and I never spoke about this aspect of her early life when she was alive. Yet, what a life-coach she was, although only in action rather than in words, please see below.

Lesson one: Count your blessings one by one

The saying is true for my grandmother that “whenever life gives you lemons, I hope you can clean them, squeeze them, and then turn them into lemon juice for enjoyment.” For, I do not doubt that leading a single-income home was not a walk in the park for my grandmother. Yet, she raised her three children and us so well. I do not recall hearing my grandma raise her voice at anyone. Nor heard her crying for her late husband when things got tough. If anything, she took delight in life. Talk about giving thanks in everything.