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My Gramma lived with us in the Halawa house and I guess before then. I don't really know that. But I remember her at that house. In fact that's where my memories start. So we will begin there.
My mother I think suffered from baby blues and was very unstable. Others may not have seen it but she suffered greatly and unfortunately we suffered with her. My Gramma was our hero on many occasions. This story I don't remember but Gramma told it to me a few times.
I was 3 or 4 and what I did Gramma couldn't remember but what she did remember was she heard my crying then stop. She came to see what was going on and when she walked into the room my mom was choking me and I had passed out and was purple. My Gramma grabbed my Mom and took me away from her. Thankfully I don't remember but that story haunts me still.
My Gramma was our hero. When my Mom started ranting we all ran to Gramma. I remember Gregg was getting lickins from my Mom and he ran to Gramma who was trying her best to keep out of it. My mom flew into a rage and grabbed him and yelled, "Don't you run to her." and started spanking him more. My Gramma went flying towards my mom and grabbed her by the throat and backed her into a wall telling my mom, "Don't you dare hit these kids because of me." My mom got free and ran into her room crying. I wasn't mad at my Gramma but I did feel sorry for my mom. I followed her into her room and she laid on the bed crying. I went to her and she told me to go away, but I stayed. She cried and told me that nobody loved her. I cried and told her I did.
Even though it was always a battle I never saw my Gramma as anything but a Saviour and our Hero. She stood up for us always no matter what the cost. She lived with us so my parents didn't have to worry about a babysitter. She gave up her life to stay and protect ours. Different times back then, usually no one interferes with the raising of children. My Gramma tried to do that but found herself at odds with my parents all the time. It got so bad at one time that she finally had to leave. I believe that was my dads doing. We were losing our champion and it was the worst time in our lives.
