My grandma was a very important part of my life from the beginning. Both she and my beloved grandpa helped care for me while my mom, a single mother and a superhero in her own right, worked two and sometimes three jobs to ensure I was well taken care of. I spent a lot of time with her, and they remain some of the best moments of my life. It's the little moments you take for granted. All the times I made her sit at the kitchen table and do a puzzle with me because I didn't want to play what everyone else was playing. All the times she played dinosaurs with me, when no one else wanted to play. When she listened to all my crazy off the wall stories as a child. Since she had 9 grandkids there wasn't a time we could all want to do the same thing. …show more content…
If there was one thing that cancer taught my grandmother, me, and I'm sure the rest of my family, it was to embrace life. Enjoy it. And, as cheesy and cliché as it sounds, live like everyday is your last. It is like eating the dessert you really want instead of the strawberries you "should" have.
There will be plenty of opportunities to do the things you feel you "should" do. But how many times will you do the things that you truly want to do?
If my grandmother was one thing, it was stubborn. There is no question whatsoever that she is where I get this lovely trait from. But stubbornness is not always about digging in your heels to stay put, it can also be about pushing forward. Stubbornly looking ahead, constantly pushing, pushing, pushing. This is the kind of stubbornness she had. No matter how many times we told her to slow down and