THE DAY GRAMS SAVED MY LIFE
This post tells the story of the first time my grandmother saved my life. I was just a baby.
After my parental figures were married, they moved in next door to my grandparents. If you’ve read any of my previous posts in the Me, Myself, and I category then you know why I refer to them as parental figures.
Their home was a small, silver colored mobile home that was popular in the 1960s, sort of shaped like and looked like the Airstream travel trailers of today. The trailer consisted of a living room and kitchen area in the front, a bathroom in the hallway, and then a bedroom in the back.
I was born about a year after they married. My grandmother was beyond elated to have me living so close. She was so excited to be a grandmother and doted on me like crazy! With me being next door, she could visit me quite often.
Grams said that my maternal figure all of a sudden began acting very unfriendly toward her. It had been several days and Grams was longing to see me so she decided to visit one afternoon. She found the front door open and walked in after a brief knock on the side of the trailer.
She found my maternal figure sitting on the couch drinking a cup of coffee and smoking a cigarette. Grams didn’t smoke and didn’t like anyone to smoke around me and was relieved to not see me in the living room when she knocked and poked her head inside the door. Grams said that my maternal figure jumped up from the couch and immediately told her I was sleeping. She acted very friendly toward Grams and seemed annoyed by Grams being there.
After a couple minutes of standing by the door, Grams walked toward the kitchen and looked down the hallway toward the bedroom.
“Deirdre is asleep!” said my maternal figure in a hushed but stern voice.
“I thought I heard her,” Grams quietly replied.
“No! She’s asleep. You can leave now and I’ll let you know when she wakes up.”
Grams said she knew that my maternal figure wouldn’t let her know when I was awake and that her gut feeling was telling her that something wasn’t quite right. So she began quietly walking toward the bedroom.
“Let me take a peek,” Grams said as she was anxious to see me. She tiptoed down the hallway toward the bedroom with my maternal figure right on her heels.
Grams said I was on the bed sleeping soundly as she stood there smiling at my little body. I was a few months old at this time.
Many who read this may think that Grams was an overbearing mother-in-law but I don’t think she was. Maybe a bit nosy but mostly just a loving grandmother.
“I told you she was still asleep,” said my maternal figure, not bothering to talk in a hushed voice.
Upon hearing the loud voice, Grams said I opened my eyes, looked at her and smiled. Grams smiled back at me and bent over and picked me up off the bed and held me close. She carried me back into the front of the trailer.
Just as Grams sat down on the couch in the front room, there was a loud crash. The little trailer shook with a loud noise at the back where the bedroom was.
Grams jumped up with me and ran down the short hallway to the bedroom. My maternal figure followed her.
There was a big hole in the bedroom! The front of a car was inside half of the tiny room. The bed was broken and shoved up against the wall. The car had gotten away from a man up on the hill. It had rolled down and crashed into the back end of the trailer!
Grams said I would have been killed if I had been on the bed! She was always a bit suspicious of the accident. She said just before she went to the trailer to see me, she’d seen my maternal figure talking to the man who owned the car.
As soon as the crash occurred, the man showed up and began apologizing but the very first thing he asked was if the baby was ok. It’s like he knew I would be on the bed!
I never knew of this story until I was an adult, Grams waited until then to tell me. She never got over her suspicion that it was planned for the car to come crashing into the bedroom. We always felt like Grams definitely saved my young life. She would do it again a few years later.Click here to see where I party!