There are three Grandmas that have been a blessing in my
life. One of these I knew as a child
while growing up, Grandma James. One of these
special Grandmas I have never met because Grandma Homer has been watching me
from heaven throughout my life. The
other Grandma in my life is my children’s grandma, my wonderful, loving Mother,
Elaine Homer. Each of these women I
admire and love. Each of these women has
taught me to honor and respect the name Grandma.
When my first grandchild, Jackson was born it was an
exciting day! His birth gave me the
blessing of being a Grandma for the very first time. As I entered this new
phase of life I realized that a new responsibility was being handed to me. By carrying the name Grandma I was taking on
a role and title of great importance. Grandma
is a teacher, an example, and one who gives unconditional love. Grandma spends time with you and makes you
feel like you’re the most important person in the world. Grandma is usually the glue that keeps the whole
big family together. Grandma cooks and
makes the best food and treats that she loves to share with everyone. Grandma serves others and always teaches love
and compassion by how she lives. Oh, the
list of things that Grandmas do just goes on and on. Every Grandma is different but I think the
most important gift a Grandma gives her grandchildren is love.
I’ve been a Grandma for quite a few months now and friends and
acquaintances are always so excited to discuss with me my feelings on the
subject. The number one question that
has been tossed in my direction is, “What are you going to be called?” At the
time of Jackson’s birth I didn’t realize there were different options for the
sacred title of Grandma. I just assumed
that I would be called Grandma. But
alas, there seems to be a new trend out there. The new “grandmotherly
generation” is embracing the idea of picking out cool, hip names to replace the
once traditional name of Grandma. I have
to admit that I thought about my newly acquired title for a bit and even tossed
around some creative names for my grandchildren to call me. It did not take me long to realize that I
wanted to be called Grandma, just plain old Grandma.
For the next season of my life I want to be Grandma. It will be an honor for me if my grandchildren
associate that name with someone who loves them. I want them to know that when they use the
name of Grandma, I will be there for them.
We are connected forever. Grandma
is a beautiful name. I love and respect
the Grandmas in my life. I will forever
be grateful to carry the name of the strong, exemplary women in my life who I
called Grandma. And that’s what I want
to be called.
