amalgamasreal:

shamebats:

tiktoks-i-enjoyed:

My grandma built bombs for the allies during WW2, became a nurse after the war, and outlived three husbands, and unfortunately 3 or her 7 children.

She is in her mid-90’s now and with her walker still gets in a mile walk each morning.

One time when I was young, dumb, and in my “nihilism” phase I made some grand statement about nothing ever mattering, and rather than chastise me or laugh at me she instead told me about her life and how even the littlest thing can matter in the long run.

I didn’t want to believe it then cause I was all up in my own feels, but as an adult now I think about that conversation at least once a week.

My maternal grandmother crawled out of her window of her family’s house to go to school after her father burned her school books and locked her in her room.

She became a teacher out of spite.

My mother, and all of my siblings and I have college degrees, not because of the typical millennial things, but because an education was something my grandmother actively fought to have and she’d be damned if her kids and grandkids wouldn’t also have the best education we could manage.

She always told me: “An education is something no one can take away. A man might take all of your money and your things. He might ruin your name and throw you out on the curb, but with an education you can go to another town and get a job to provide for yourself and your kids.”