Never a Mother,Can I be a grandmother?

I have one Granddaughter,her name is Violette I was not sure I would be able to be "gramma".But,after watching her last Wensday,I KNEW, without a doubt I can be an awesome gramma.I cannot wait see her again.

Evil Comes in all Shapes.

I have lived on the streets off and on since I was 13.I had no role model,the person who gave birth to me was known as the town tramp.My fathers family were hard workers,had a great reputation in the small city I grew up in.My father would do whatever his mother and father asked him to do.Which,I am sure was not easy.My father served in Korea.He had met a woman he fell in love with,he chased her all the was back east.And still refused him,Heartbroken,my father came home,Being that we did live in such a small town,everyone knew everyone elses bussiness.My grandmother was able to see the future,through dreams and other ways.Neither she nor my grandfather agreed with the Vietnam war.My father was not married.And her was the town tramp,pregnant,no prospects.So,they sat my dad down and explained to him that he was going to marry this woman,My grandmother had already lost one son 10 days after birth,she was not going to lose another one.My father agreed to this arrangement to please his mother.I'm sure,the pregnant woman felt she had hit the lottery.My grandfather sent my dad to a friend and got a great job,my dad helped build our home.I never wanted for anything.My dad worked his butt off to support his kids.Until his wife decided she wanted to go back to schoolHe paid for that too.I don't know how many men she slept with.She was becoming the City College Tramp.She walked out on my brothers and I,not once,not twice but 3 timesMy dad was always there to pick up the pieces.I had 6 children,The first four were raised by a woman who could not raise her own children.But,she did teach them how to be snakes,how to lie,how to talk about people behind thier backs.They spend quite a bit of time backstabbing each other.The oldest,a girl,claims to habe no interest in money,but all she talks about is who she sent money too,what friends she paid motel rooms for,how much money she has given to so and so.I was have a problem coming up with money for an overdue bill.I asked for prayers.Out of the blue this girl calls me saying she hates to see me struggling.I said that everyone was struggling.SHE INSISTED on Western Union to send the money.It would be in a text in the morning when I got up,she is 3 hours ahead.She also said she would call me at 11am,my time.I waited until 2 or 3pm and called her,of course she won't answer my calls.All I wanted to know is WHY???What kind of sick,preverted game was she playing?I blocked her,her brother and 2 other sisters from EVERY social site I belong to.I would think,since she claims to love her son so much that she would have more intellegent to do than play with peoples feelings.WoW!What a horrible role model.

Lessons Learned

This is one of the great loves of my life,She is loyal,watches my back and comforts me when others want to destroy me.To most of you,a dog is just an animal.How very wrong you are.They feel,they love,they worry,they cry.Gracie brought me out of one of the DEEPEST BLACKEST depressions I have ever faced.I saw no light at the end of the tunnel,all I saw was more darkness.In the last 7 years I have had my battles.But,NEVER to the point of total loss of light.Gracie was sent to me through the local SPCA shelter.When I sick,or crying or another family member stabbing me in the back,Gracie has been there to comfort me and remind me that only love matters and she loves me,so I MATTER.