Look when it boils down to grandparents I forget I’m an adult I get all excited inside and start feeling like a kid again. A year ago at a family memeber’s funeral in Soweto, my grandmother the one on the right said something very important to me that I’ve never thought about, it got me thinking. She said our generation is extremely lazy and materialistic. I know that, I said to myself. She said a lot of things. Another point my grandmother raised is the day her age group passes, elders born in the 20’s-50’s who’s going to hold families together. Host family gatherings. Holding family meetings. All we do is going out, spending more time with friends than with family, buying alcohol and put up a front.
The day our grandparents depart from this world reality will kick in, we actually can’t do anything without them. We need their guidance, they taught our parents everything they needed to know to teach us the basics and what do we do rely on cooking shows, read magazines and blogs to seek for advice. Grandparents are the source of spiritual guardians. God forbid should anything happen to my grandmother it would kill me. Literally. I try by all means to visit her and spend a little more time with her. We always have the best conversations we talk about everything. She’s the one person I’m not afraid of being vulnerable in front of as well as letting my guards down.
