Did you have a wonderful grandmother? This fiction story is based on mine.
My story “What Would Grandma Do” is up at LatinosUSA -English Edition.
https://latinosenglishedition.wordpress.com/2025/07/16/what-would-grandma-do-by-luanne-castle/

Did you have a wonderful grandmother? This fiction story is based on mine.
My story “What Would Grandma Do” is up at LatinosUSA -English Edition.
https://latinosenglishedition.wordpress.com/2025/07/16/what-would-grandma-do-by-luanne-castle/

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Grandmas are usually wonderful people. They can afford to be more relaxed than mothers.
So true! Mine sure was. Also, if the mother is young, the grandmother is typically more mature and sure of herself in life.
Mine too. We were lucky to have them.
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I had a wonderful Grandmother. She was so kind and radiated peace.
Oh I am so happy for you, John. So blessed.
I didn’t know either grandmother. One was gone when I was born and I was 3 when the other died. I have no memory of her. I missed the whole grandparent experience.
I’m so sorry, Kate. I feel as if grandmothers can be a supplement to a child’s life, but also if they are lacking a parent or the parent is lacking something the child needs they can make up for that in part. You probably had your share of adults, though, with older siblings?
Lots of aunts and uncles and it was a close family when I was young. Actually I grew up mostly with adults. I was a reader and didn’t fit in with the neighborhood kids. To this day I don’t relate to kids well.
I understand. I used to go through phases. There would be the hole myself up in the house and don’t answer the door, reading, phase. Then there were the times I didn’t want to stop playing and would be back out next morning. But when I didn’t want to go out it was clear the other kids did NOT get it.
Both of my grandmothers were “difficult,” shall we say, although I loved them. Congratulations on the publication of your story! Clicking over to read it.
Liz, I really hate to hear that. I’m so sorry they weren’t more cuddly and comforting.
Both of my parents told me that they swore when they had children, they wouldn’t treat them as their parents had treated them. They were to their word.
I am so happy for you that your parents were able to make that promise to themselves and to you.
So am I!
This excellent story is a touching tribute with a fine final sentence
Thank you so much for reading, Derrick. So glad you like it!
Luanne, this was a wonderful story!
Jennie, so so happy you like it!!!! Thank you for reading it.
My pleasure!
Such a touching story, Luanne! You were so lucky to have a grandmother like that. And, yes, we all could be such shits when we were young.
Thanks so much for reading, Deborah. Such shits. It’s awful.
Lovely story!
Thank you so much, Dawn!