Whenever I am asked "Who is your hero?" I never hesitate to answer with a quick reply "My grandmother".As a young girl, my grandmother had many siblings, she would tell me stories of her childhood and how they didn't have much. She was the 2nd oldest of 18, I dont know about you but that alone would fill my plate. She would tell me stories of her stepmother and the way her stepmother would favor her own children, how her stepmother would starve her and treat poorly, as my grandma would carry on with her stories her eyes would begin to water, I couldn't help but get teary eyed myself seeing and hearing the hurt in her voice. Later down the line in her life she married my grandfather James Davidson and had 5 children. Til this day I still do not know the exact story of my grandfathers death, the only knowledge I have of his death is he passed at an early age. My mother was the 2nd oldest and she was only 16yrs old at the time of his passing. I cant imagine the sorrow and hurt my grandma was going thru a single mother with 5 children. My mom told me stories of my grandma working 3 fulltime jobs, I have tried working 1 fulltime job and 1 part time job I could never find any time for sleep which is why that idea only lasted 1 month for me, and I am single and living with my parents. So this makes me wonder, how could my grandmother work 3 fulltime jobs, catching the bus to each job, only one dress to re-wash every night to wear again for the next day, with 5 children to support with also the loss of her husband? I was at a loss for words. Never had I been so humbled in my life hearing these stories both from my grandma and my mother. My appreciation for the strong women in my life grew enormously. Since I was a child, I can always remember my grandmother constantly pushing inactive members in our family to become active, priesthood holders to remember their values, married couples not married in the temple to go and seal them and their families to them in the house of the lord. But one thing I WILL always AND forever remember her for is her testimony. I can boldly and honestly say, never have I met a woman with such strong faith. As my grandmother sits and tells me stories of her torn childhood, and trials that followed after, I sit and wonder, How is it you still stand here today with such a solid testimony? How can you have so much faith despite the many trials that have been sent your way? My grandmother never fails to mention in her testimonies "I know this is the true church, without a shout of a doubt". Because of the faith my grandmother kept she has been showered with blessings. Thru her example I know thru the trials and transgressions we can be perfected in him. Every year on my grandmas birthday I will ask her "Grams what do you want for your birthday?" I can almost guarantee everytime her reply will be "For all of my grandchildren to go and serve a fulltime mission". Just when I thought she was all out of suprises, she continues to shock me with her strong faith. My grandmother is an amazing and selfless woman, she continues to share her testimony til this day with whomever wherever, I admire her strength and her faith, but most of all I admire her testimony. I hope to carry on the same attributes as my grandma and hope to become as strong a women as she is. She is my hero(:
I <3 you Gram(:
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