Grandma’S Girl

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Grandma’s Girl
“K-K-K-Kadie,
beautiful Kadie,
You’re the only g-g-g-girl that I adore
When the m-m-m-moon shines,
Over the cow shed,
I’ll be waiting at the k-k-k-kitchen door.”

Not a day goes by that I don’t think of my great-grandmother, my guardian angel, my first fan of any dream I was ever capable of. Although, now I am a successful woman living in Manhattan, it might lead you to believe that life was smoothly paved, a cake walk. But the truth is that I experienced many unpleasant growing pains and hardships. At age 63, Granny, Elizabeth Chronister, rescued my middle sister and me from an adoption home after our drug-addicted parents lost hope. Granny believed we deserved a far better chance at life than where we were headed. Life as a grandma’s girl was full of dysfunctions, disappointments, and hard lessons. Yet, through it all, Granny’s strong protective intentions paired with…

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