I was the only one who came to my grandma’s birthday — after seeing her tears, I decided to teach my family a lesson.
My Gran-Gran is the kindest person you could ever meet. She practically raised me and my siblings while our parents were busy going through a divorce.
For her 83rd birthday, she went all out, planning a brunch at her house. Despite her health, she got up at the crack of dawn to bake her own bread and pastries.
A week before, she had sent out invitations that she had personally drawn and written by hand, even with her shaky fingers.
On the day of her birthday, I arrived 10 minutes late, gift in hand. As I walked in, I saw my sweet grandmother clearing plates from the table and pouring coffee down the sink. At first, I thought I had missed the party, but with a lump in her throat, Gran-Gran admitted that no one had shown up.
Her eyes welled up with tears, and she struggled to keep a shaky smile on her face. I was furious.
Everyone had promised to come, yet not a single one bothered to show up—not even my unemployed little brother or my retired mother. I hugged my grandma and vowed to make it up to her.
That’s when a plan for revenge crossed my mind. Grandma wouldn’t need to know, but for me, this had become personal. ⬇️
I had no idea that my family would do what they did when my grandmother asked us to come over to her house to celebrate her birthday!
Their actions hurt Grandma, and I didn’t want my family to go unpunished.
Therefore, I devised a strategy that set them straight!
My story begins horrendously yet finishes on an OK, but not great note.
It’s completely fixated on my Gran, who is the Best individual on the planet. During the time that our parents were busy getting a divorce, this incredible woman practically raised me and my siblings.
This is so that the reader can comprehend how special and dear this precious woman is to us—at least to me. She surprised everyone ahead of her 83rd birthday because she is such a selfless person and didn’t want to bother anyone.
Rather than us arranging something uniquely great for her, my Gran had arranged a whole informal breakfast at her home!
Despite her failing health, she had all of this planned.
She woke up at dawn that day to bake her own bread and pastries!
Like everyone else, I received invitations a week in advance from my grandmother to learn about the event.
Even though she shook hands, the woman had drawn and written the invitations herself—as if making her own meals weren’t enough!
I was more than happy to go because of the time and effort she had put into getting ready for her big day.
On her birthday, however, I was held up by work, so I arrived at the party 10 minutes late.
I had bought her a present long ago and pitched with the gift in hand, even though I hadn’t arrived on time.
As I strolled in, I found my holy messenger of a grandma eliminating plates from the table and pouring espresso down the sink.
I asked her, perplexed, “Gran-Gran, did I miss the time for your birthday party?”
What took place? Where are all of them?” In an effort to maintain my tone, I asked.
I believed I had missed the celebrations! My grandmother, however, made the admission with a lump in her throat: Sany, since no one bothered to show up on my birthday, you aren’t too late.
However, it’s ok, sweetheart.
“My heart broke into a million pieces, and my BLOOD BOILED as I saw her eyes watering. I know everyone is busy,” she said. The unfortunate lady could scarcely keep an insecure grin as she attempted to imagine that all was well.
“Busy?
Tim is unemployed, Sarah is “between jobs,” whatever that means! Mom has retired. They don’t have a reason!” I gave her a big hug.
To be there, everyone in my family had PROMISED.
However, none of them dared pitch! I promised to compensate everyone.
I began to think of a plan of retribution as I held her.
Grandma would not have to be aware, but it was now PERSONAL to me! I excused myself and went outside to call a few people after some quality time with her.
I had chosen to show my family a MUCH Merited example.
I called my mom the first time. Hello, Mother! Where could you be?!
I discovered Gran-Gran alone in the house after she fell.
When she inquired about the incident, my mother sounded concerned.
I continued my lie by saying, “I don’t know what happened.” I found her face down in the kitchen when I got there late for her birthday party.
I told her that my grandmother was currently in the emergency clinic getting taken care of.
” If you guys had bothered to show up, this could have been avoided,” I guilted her. Please accept my apologies, Sandra, I became involved with something, honey.
I’ll go beware of her now.” ” What caught up in? You are retiring!
Unable to contain my anger, I snapped.
“Don’t let me carry that tone!” Before I could contain my rage, she responded.
“Apologies, Mother, I’m simply so stressed over Gran,” I lied.
“I also need you to send some money to cover the huge hospital bills,” I said. My mother agreed to send her portion of the fictitious $2,000 bill out of guilt.
After dropping the phone, I went back inside and talked to my grandmother for a little longer before she asked me to go nap. I then called every other family member who hadn’t pitched, taking advantage of this opportunity.
I contacted Tim, my brother.
“Where could you be?
Why did you not attend Gran’s brunch? He mumbled, “Something happened. What kind?
Another marathon of video games? I replied, ” Tim, she’s in the hospital. Why even bother?”
His breath trapped in his throat prior to inquiring, “Would she say she will be alright?
What took place? I di
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