It’s Never Too Late For Love: How My Grandmother Finally Found Her Soul Mate…At The Age Of 70

December 31, 2012  |  

At 19, my grandmother gave birth to her first child. Just before her 22nd birthday, she welcomed a second, my mom. Though both children were by the same man, my grandmother, Elizabeth, was forced into single-motherhood and found herself struggling to provide a decent life for her two kids. She suffered from a deep pain after dealing with the lies, cheating and disrespect from my grandfather, who at the time was an immature boy filled with lust and weakness for women. Not too long after she moved on from him, she found herself in an abusive relationship with a two-timing man who battled alcoholism.

Years after putting up with his abuse and experiencing several other not-so-good relationships, she finally found happiness when she married my step-grandfather Poppa Joe. My grandmother was 34-years-old. But after over 25 years of marriage, they parted ways when Poppa Joe decided that he wanted to live his life with another woman. And once again, my grandmother was left wallowing in pain. She’s had nights when she cried herself to sleep and moments when she felt ashamed. For a long, long time after her divorce, my grandmother truly suffered. I could see the disappointment and anguish whenever I looked into her eyes, and for a while, she lived with no one to call her own. That is until she met Sam.

It took 10 years, but my beautiful grandmother is finally getting the love that she deserves. She wasn’t looking for anyone, but God sent her a man who truly makes her happy. They met this past September. My grandmother was visiting her sister’s house just across the road when one of her brother-in-law’s friends stopped by accompanied by Sam, one of his good buddies. Sam was obviously attracted to my grandmother because he sparked up a flirty conversation and offered to walk her home at the end of the night.

The next day, Sam came back, looking for the pretty little lady he’d met that Sunday evening. He ended up getting her number and it’s been fireworks ever since. They just clicked. Since they’ve been dating, he comes over and she cooks for him. They spend time watching movies together, having intimate conversations, and holding one another at night. He calls her before he goes to work, on his way home from work, and random times in the day just to tell her he loves her. Sam opens doors, gives my grandmother compliments on her appearance whenever he sees her and isn’t afraid to let any and everyone know that he’s in love with his lady.

After years of not being lucky in love, and dealing with more heartache and pain than one woman should ever have to handle, my grandmother is the happiest I’ve ever seen her in my life. Every time I talk to her on the phone, the conversation always ends up on Sam, and I can feel her radiating through the receiver. Sam treats her like a queen, and for the first time in her life, she’s with a man who makes her feel like the luckiest lady on the planet. It has been a long time coming and a nice change for her after years of dealing with liars, manipulators and a wealth of disrespect. As a truly good and loving woman, I always wanted my grandmother to receive the same type of love and appreciation she gives out to others. It’s pretty amazing, but yes, my 70-year-old grandmother finally found her soul mate. She’s in love, and for everyone who knows her and the hell she’s been through in her lifetime, we all know that she deserves it. So while you might think love will never find you after a series of up and down relationships and time put into them, after watching what my grandmother has been through and the love she has found, it’s clear that only God really knows what is in store for you. It’s never too late to find the love that you deserve.

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