I believe that everyone in this world needs love. Love is one of the most confusing and wonderful parts of life. Why do we need love? Is it because we are afraid to be alone? Do we choose to fall in love or is it programmed within us? Humans yearn for love, and want to be loved. They need to be loved! It is a physical drive similar to hunger. With out love we would feel empty. When we love someone, we show them we care, that we are there for them, through thick and thin. Love is a beautiful feeling, but when it’s taken for granted it hurts us.
My Grandma and I are very close. She tells me many stories about her past and what she has been through. One of these stories is my least favorite. My Grandma got married at the age of eighteen. She had children right away. She felt as if she had a good life, a good husband to support her, and she was just starting a life of her own. Well the situation was about to become every women’s nightmare.
My Grandma was pregnant with her fourth child which is my Aunt Kathy, who I am also very close with, and things started changing with my grandpa. He was never home, he always was out drinking, He became an alcoholic and he started abusing my Grandma. He would kick her, pull her hair, and threaten to kill her and the unborn child. He would push her down the stairs, hold a knife up to her throat, and there was absolutely nothing she did about it. She had to go to the hospital many times to see of the baby was ok. There have been times she was internally bleeding.
My Grandma had hope for my grandpa, and thought that it would get better all by itself. Unfortunately it never did. It only got worse. No one knows why he became the way he did, and finally, a little while after, my Grandma filed for divorce. Ever since, he had never spoken or tried apologizing for what he did. It’s almost as if he didn’t want the baby.
The point of this story is in my Grandma’s situation, she felt neglected: “How could the man I love do this to me?” She felt alone. She raised her children all alone. No help from anyone and she did it! Yes, she had her children to love, but she did not have a loving husband to share beautiful memories with.
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