Sixty-five years old. No paycheck. No thank you. No rest. Just a free babysitter for 2 years. My own son watched it happen and said nothing. The day I chose myself – he called it selfish. I called it survival. I chose survival…. They never expected what came next….. – News

six last month. She knows I have my own business. She calls it my work.

She asked me once, “Grandma, what do you do at work?”

I told her, “I help people fix problems.”

She nodded very seriously and said, “That’s a good job.”

Yes, baby, it is.

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