Grandparents Essay

My grandma has always been a big part of my life, from accompanying my mother on the journey of my adoption to always supporting me. I have always thought highly of my grandma, she continuously puts others before herself and is always helping out in the community some way. With just being the kind, loving person she is, she has majorly impacted my life. My grandma has been through a lot of tough times throughout her life. Before I was born she experienced the loss of a child. My uncle Chris…

It was the summer of 2014. We were on the plane heading to Sacramento, California, as we did every summer. I loved spending my summers in California with my grandparents. We always had a blast together. This year, one thing was different. Instead of going to my grandparents house we were going straight to the hospital. My grandfather laid on the bed in the frigid hospital room. He had had Colon Cancer for three years now. I was thrilled to see him. It had been a year since we had last seen each…

My grandpa, Onas L. Mays, was born Jan 23rd, 1919, at 3:30 in the morning. Instead of being delivered in a hospital, Onas was born inside his log home in Howe, Idaho. He was welcomed to his family by loving parents, James and Anna Mays, along with his older siblings, Wilma, Emlen, and Carl. He was raised on a sheep and cattle ranch. This influenced him to grow up as a farmer later in his life. Onas learned to work hard at a young age. He didn’t grow up with tractors to help him with his chores…

their own local job or practice. Though my parents were taught one thing they dreamt of another. A brighter place, where they could make more, do more, and be more. My parents spoke of leaving their home. After some time and with support from my grandparents they found themselves working modest jobs. They sent a portion of their paychecks back to to their parents and still do so…

have both of my grandparents still alive. I think about how we, as a society, put our elderly in a nursing home the moment it becomes inconvenient to take care of them ourselves. Society has its stereotypes of senior citizens: cranky, crazy, and people who ramble on and on about nonsense. It 's not true I tell you! With age comes wisdom. If we take the time to listen to our elderly, when can begin to humanize them in our minds and see them as real people. Get to know your grandparents. Call them…

Our family has a history of Alzheimer’s and we grew up listening to mom’s stories about HER Grandparents and how MY Grandparents cared for them. We loved listening to the stories mom told because they were funny. They were funny because they didn’t involve us. I don’t really know how mom felt about the stories. I think they were just her history.…

Section A: Question 1: Prior to taking this course, what has been the most memorable moment you have had in a history class or a history-based activity, and what made it so memorable? The most memorable moment I have had in a history class was when I was in 11th grade. During the second semester we learned about the Japanese attacking Pearl Harbor. Although I wasn 't alive during the time of the attack, I still feel connected to it and I consider it a memorable moment. I 've always hated…

Wilson was born on February 9, 1865 in Jericho. The Bentley farmhouse was shared between three generations of the family. Wilson lived with his brother Charles, their parents, and their grandparents. When they decided they needed more care, his grandparents moved out and down the street. Mary and Melissa Blood moved in with the family. It was intended for the farm to be handed down to the two brothers eventually, but Wilson was never as interested in farming as his…

This weekend we said goodbye to a very important person in our lives, Annalee Johnson. She meant the world to me, I loved her gentleness, her kindness and her grace and I was always in awe of her. I am forever grateful for her and helping to keep our family together. You see we are the epitome of a "step" (for lack of a better word) family that works. Why? Because the adults in our lives wanted it to and without her it would never had happened. As I have struggled over the last few weeks…

He dropped us at our grandparents for one of our weekend bonding trips, and just never came back. My grandparents at first were worried that something had happened to him, but being adults and seeing the change in my father figured it out pretty quickly. I was 8 and did not get why he left, at first I thought he was…