“He’s coming with me.
End of story.”
Grandma gave me her big bedroom and took the smaller one for herself. She learned how to cut my hair from YouTube, packed my lunch every day, and attended every school play and parent-teacher meeting.
She was my hero and my inspiration.
“Grandma, when I grow up, I want to be a social worker so I can save children the same way you saved me,” I told her when I was ten years old.