My Hero
Anytime someone asks me who my hero is, I can answer without hesitation. My hero was, is, and always will be my Grandma Hazel. Grandma Hazel was born on September 8, 1904. She passed away just three months shy of her 106th birthday in 2010.
From her I learned positivity, perseverance, determination…and the list goes on and on. Grandma not only survived three husbands, she was also a cancer survivor. Oh, did I mention that she also survived a heart attack and lived another thirty fulfilling years after this occurred? She kept her attitude positive and hopeful, and she instilled that positivity to anyone that was lucky enough to know her.
Grandma Hazel made her own wine, and drank it, too! She believed that staying active was key, and walked a mile every day until she was well over one hundred years old. When she was 99, she was hit by a car while out on her daily walk. Miraculously, she suffered only a few minor cuts and bruises and was back to walking just a few days later.
Although grandma only had one child (my dad), she was “grandma” to many people. Each of us were truly blessed to have her in our lives. Continue reading My Amazing Grandma Lived to 105: Her Story, in Her Words