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My Almost-daily Journal |
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| About I love trying out new things, especially when it comes to internet technology. I never really kept a journal, but it's something that I've always wanted to do. Now, everybody will get a chance to look inside my twisted, and somewhat-warped mind.
I've also subscribed to Audio Blog, so a few times a week, I'll leave actual voice blogs. Very cool!XML Newsfeed Previous Posts
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Monday, June 27, 2005
My Dear ol' Grandma Passed Away My dear ol' grandmother (yiayia, as we called her) passed away around midnight on 6/22/05 in Athens, Greece. She was laid to rest with my grandfather in their village of Agios Basilios (St. Basil). I put together a photo album as a tribute to her life. Click here to see it. I forgot exactly when my yiayia came to live with us. My guess is it was probably right after we moved from Ferndale to Sterling Heights, which was around 1980. I think she stayed with us right before I went away to college in 1987. Even though she was hard-core right from the old country, she wasn't the typical Greek grandmother portrayed like the one in My Big Fat Greek Wedding. She was a modern-day, old country Greek grandmother. She lived large. Aside from helping raise us (my mom worked), she did everything most American grandmothers did. Even though she didn't know a lick of English, she was extremely good at picking up on the context of conversations. I never understood how she could sit and watch "As the World Turns" every single day (BTW, the character, Sierra, was played by Meg Ryan). She didn't understand what they were saying, yet she persisted, day after day, watching that show. I guess that's what grandmothers do. And me, I was the most terrible grandson ever. She just happened to be an authority figure at the worst possible time: my terrible teens. The first few years I wasn't a rebel, but from age 15-17, she probably wanted to assasinate me. She sure endured a great deal too: from my rotten friends calling and hanging up when she'd answer, me coming home late (she sure would be the first lieutenant I had to pass), cars, girls, and all-out teen-rebellions. You'd think her hands were full with me? There were two hellions: my little brother and little sister (funny that I'm calling them that... they're grown adults, yet they'll always be little brother and little sister). I'm sure they each have their own perspective on the glory days of yiayia. My memories of her are endless, and I'll probably write about her more now, so the stories are not forgotten. She sacrificed seven years of her life to help raise us. She was truly a giving and selfless woman. She will be missed. posted by Dino at 2:10 AM (permanent link)
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