Eulogy For Grandmother

No matter what I do, I can do wrong, my nana is my biggest fan, and I'm sure many of you understand the feeling. As the oldest grand child of an Italian grandmother that's how my whole life has gone. When I was younger, about 7 years old my friend Frankie and I decided that it would be a great idea to hit drivers in the front yard next to the neighbors parked cars. Well, when we hit the ball we broke a couple of windows in those parked cars. My mom came tearing out of the house screaming her head off. Later that night when she was venting to my grandmother, my grand mother responded with boys will be boys and that couldn't have been my Christopher!. Thats what grandparents are, they are our secondary support system who loves us unconditionally. My grandparent situation is a little unusual, I have one living nana, and three honorary grandfathers, one of whom is …show more content…
Although they are not my actually grandparents they love me just like another grandparent would. When you ask a six year old what a grandparent is, they'll tell us they are the sweet white haired lady who gives you too many cookies, and when you ask a nine year old it's the wise man who always catches a fish when you go fishing, and now that we are fifteen and sixteen, we understand it's no longer a cookie, or fishing but more about all the life lessons you can learn from them. Patience, humility, and loyalty are three of the many gifts we get from our grandparents. When I was in kindergarten, my biggest struggle was learning how to read. I struggled to pronounce even the simplest of words such as mat, and pat. Every night I screamed and I cried while my parents coaxed me to read the beginner books but I refused. I was saved by