1. Dad
2. Grandma (Dad’s mom)
3. Grandma (Mom’s mom)
4. Grandpa (Mom’s dad) Negatively
5. Mom
Mom and Dad married at 15 and 17 and made it until I got through college. Dad worked insane hours as a grocery story manager and flat out never missed anything I did, never complained and just kept pushing forward. I strive to be him in so many ways.
My grandma was in same house as me from 0-3 and 20-23. She started me in church at age 4 and she worked everyday at a pharmacy until age 75. At age 7 she asked if I would sign a paper saying I’d never smoke…..at age 42 for me she pulled this paper out and showed me she kept it, and I’ve never taken a single puff of one and never will.
My mom’s mom raised 4 young daughters and her unkind husband left her when my mom was 12 (the oldest)….grandma worked in a factory and got cancer at age 60 and I took care of her in her final months of life. She held that entire side of the family together. Never a complaint ever and few people had more to complain about.
My mom’s dad…..stud athlete that turned down a Tigers contract in 1957 as he had twins on the way….had 2 other kids and was a semi pro golfer and held the most holes walked in a day record for over a decade. Left grandma and four daughters and messed up all4 daughters and I can easily argue every one of their daughter’s (8 women in total)….to this day I have a soft place in my heart for troubled women and girls that don’t have a father figure in their life.
My mom….she’s had a rough life as pregnant at 15, witnessed her youngest sister being murdered in Pickerington, twin sister tragically passed away 7 years ago and dad the abusive alcoholic. Mom has had to fight a lot of demons and a couple stints in the mental facility but she’s winning the game of life right now.
Note: Up until I began elementary school I had 5 grandmas, 4 grandpas and a step grandma….so most of my grandparents had a big part in me being who I am.