My nana useto look after me while my mum worked when my parents split so she was realy like a 2nd mum to me. She died a few years ago and sometimes it makes me very sad to know she never met my boyfriend or my daughter (and daughter to be) as my little family make me so happy and she did as well and I wish she could have even just met them, and them meet her.

These are the times you really hope they can see from the other side just so they can see how happy you are :)

Grandmas are the best my 4 children recently made a trip to see their grandma who lives 1000 klms away as she is 93 her mind is as sharp as ever but the body is not doing so well so they wanted to see her just incase they never got the chance again. She was so excited to see them as the last time was at her 90th birthday. They had a great time with her and a lot of laughs all the kids have still got all the rugs and doillies she has crocheted over the years and will always treasure them.

I loved this  and I can remember both my grans, although I was not very old when my dad's mum died, I still remember the little lady. She was the only really short (in height) one in our family so it is generally considered that height wise I turned after her. I remember seeing her with baby chicken tucked tight to her chest inside her apron to keep them warm for their survival,

My mum's mum that was different although she lived alone but very near to us,she was a very busy active lady and passed away at the age of 84 when she fell off a chair after cleaning her windows outside her house, It was the year of my 21st and she lived a few months whilst still in hospital and when she was almost ready to leave  she developed pneumonia and died from that. No tea bags in her house and I used to wonder why she had so many visitors.The truth came out that ladies used to call to see her and she would tell their fortune by reading theiir teacups with the tea leaves in the bottom. To this day I know noone who ever did or does such a thing

Love Pauline

How lucky you were to have such a wonderful person in your life. I had no grandparents, but I am a Grandma now and hope that my grandchildren feel a little bit towards me are you feel towards your Grandma.

grannyjack.

i loved reading all of these

Wow,thank you so very much for adding something so special here. I think we woman are links back to the first women in our families,I think we are meant to pass those special things along and give thanks to those who taught us so well. You sure do that and it makes you who you are. Thank you for letting us know you and your wonderful Grandmother. This story will stay with me,I truely hope others read it too as it is so very special!!!

My Granny was probably the most insperational woman in my life next to my Mum. Granny Flora came to live with us after Grampa died. Her theory was that it would too lonely to be stuck out in the wilderness in the winter, and she could have company and help out if she lived with us. A complete load of tripe. Winter or Summer her home was full of people just caliing in for food,or chat or just to laze around or play music. Why on earth would she give that up to come and live in a city, a place she had no conecction to or love for.

The simple answer, economics. Mum and Dad both had to work, and if she was with us, then we would be looked after and the worry taken off our Parents. As soon as the clocks changed though we were hearded onto a train for the overnight journey to Inverness,then onto the mail train to Bonar Bridge,where a lift would be waiting to take us to her house,there we spent all the spring and summer,roaming free and learning the practicle and life skills she was ready to pass on. Gran taught us to sew, cook, read, drive the tractor,bring in the hay, ride the horses, milk the cows,tar the roof, mend our shoes, care for others and how to roam free and have fun.

Mum and Dad would come visit, but we never missed them though we loved them dearly. Grans warmth and security was equal to Mums, and they were so alike in nature that each fitted into the others shoes when needed. The Day she died she voiced that she was ready to go, and that she was not worried about any of us anymore, the skills we needed to make our way in the world had been passed on and having met all our friends and liked them she felt her job was done and Grampa awaited her in heaven. There is not a day goes by when I dont hear her voice in the back of my mind guiding me on to do the best I can.

I Loved and appreciated my gran sooooo much, and I feel sad too that My mother never got the chance to pass on her love to her granchildren, for they were two peas in a very vibrent pod.

This is a lovely Idea Marg, thankyou for allowing us to share the prescious moments we had with Granny.

Luv,Winnie.xxxx

My nan was the greatest person I have ever had in my life. My family lived with her until i was 8. That whole time, she acted as my mum. Dad and Mum worked full time, so my care became her job. we were very close and i loved her more than anyone else,  even since. I still miss her all the time.I have tears welling up even typing this. We shared a special bond, her memory is precious .

Grandma is the most important figure in my boys lives aside from myself and their dad. Thanks for sharing.

thats so sad,, thanks for sharing xxshar

I miss my nan so much. She crocheted all these beautiful dresses for when we had daughters.

Cheers

Dee.

Awww... I wish I had memories like that of my Gram, she's still alive but has always been a very demanding critical person. My other grandmother died when I was too little to remember her.

But I do love watching Lily with her great-grandmother Babi (it's polish for grandmother). The woman is amazing, she's 91 and lives on her own still. She loves when Lily comes over, especially since we only go a few times a year, it's so far away, and I love that she has adopted Lily as her own, especially since she's not even related, she's Lily's dad's step-dad's mom.

The first time I met her was after the baby had been born, and she gave me these 2 beautiful old bibs... they must be 60 or 70 years old. She's just so sweet... I wish she was MY Babi!

What a heart warming story, as laways a pleasure to read......Grandma's are very special people & a great part of our lives, in my case, memories. But i still think of many happy momments i spent with my grandma's.

Janice xxxx

My grandparents all died when I was growing up (hazard of having older parents) but I do have some lovely memories. Grandad, the last time I saw him had gone downhill so quickly that I was shocked, but he sneaked me a toffee out of his secret stash just before lunch and told me not to tell mum & granny - I felt so special! He died 2 weeks later. My Grandma was the next to die and my memories are more vague even though I saw her more. However she used to write poems about us (1st day at school, broken arms etc) and dad has her scrapbook of poems now, which I want to copy. Grandmas take note - these personal things are more valuable than all the toys in ToysRUs! And when my great aunt recently compared me to her, I felt 10' tall. After all, aunty and grandma were best friends for 70 years and family for 50, so she ought to know! And I love the memory of my granny and my brother reading a picture book of kittens when she was all confused by dementia - a rare moment of connection.

And then I won the lottery - I married someone with 3 living grandparents! And what characters! Sadly all but one are gone now too. DHs Gran was a great one for stories of her life, and Catherine Cookson could have pinched loads of ideas for her books from it! One of lifes survivors. But also she had a great sense of humour, except she would tell you a joke starting with the punchline, then fall about laughing leaving her unable to tell you what the rest of the joke was. It didnt matter really - her helpless laughter was pretty infectious! I think I miss her most. See, you dont have to be a real grandma to be a grandma!