For My Grandmother

Someone once said, “It’s such a grand thing to be a mother of a mother, that’s why the world calls her grandmother.”
This is one of the truest statements I’ve ever read. The role of grandmother is certainly seen as a cornerstone in any family; however, whilst glancing at the dictionary one day, grandmother is simply defined as the mother of your father or mother. Even as I stand here today I find it difficult to put what my grandmother was into words, but I’ll try. I know everyone can relate to me when I say that a grandmother is every person you wanted to be in life. Her home remedies made her the best doctor in the world. No doctor at a hospital would prescribe a spoonful of milk to get a foreign object from your eye or a piece of salted meat to remove a painful splinter from your finger, but they always worked to perfection. The way she was never wrong made her the best lawyer in the world. She could win any case with any grandchild by saying “because I said so.” When those four words were spoken, she was the judge, prosecution, and jury. No matter how many years you went to school, you could never be as smart as her. It didn’t matter if you had nine degrees; there was always something new you could learn from her. She was never incorrect, and even if she was, you’d never correct her otherwise a quick pop would remind you of who was really right. She was also your best friend. When your mom or dad said no, there was always grandma who could never turn you down. She was the best chef in the world. I don’t care if Emeril Lagase personally prepared you a meal, nothing could be better than a home cooked meal from grandma. No one could beat her sweet potato pies, I must’ve heard dozens of people retract the statement “My mother makes the best sweet potato pie” when they tasted grandma’s sweet potato pie. The advice she gave to you was so good, you knew that if she had been given a talk show, people would be saying “Oprah who?”
As I said, she was every person we wanted to be all rolled into one. Losing her was like losing a confidante, a best friend, and a part of me. I believe that the dictionary should revise its definition of what a grandmother is because she is truly a person that is beyond definition.