A few years ago a movie by the name of My Big Fat Greek Wedding came
out. I am sure most of my fellow students have seen this movie. In case you have not, it tells
the story of a Greek girl from a very Greek orthodox family. She finds the man
she wants to marry, but he is not Greek. In the the past that was just not
acceptable because Greeks had to marry Greeks.
I know this
because I am Greek. I am the second generation Greek in my family. My
grandfather was born there but came over at the young age of 9. He married my
grandmother, who also was a Greek. So now you see the problem with the movie
and the marrying of the non-Greek guy. At one point in the movie the Greek
mother tells her daughter that the man may be the head of the household, but the
woman is the neck. And the neck can make the head turn anyway she wants
it.
Throughout the years this line has always stuck in my head. I
think it reminds me of how strong the Greek women I knew were. This is
especially true of my grandmother, Victoria. Everyone calls her "Yaya" though
which is Greek for "grandmother." She has always been a driving force in my
life and a very strong woman. She was born in 1929 and throughout her long life
has lived through a depression,
a world war, a cold war, quite a few different Presidential administrations, and
many other events. She always worked and through her example I always took it
upon myself to work and make no excuses to be lazy.
For the longest
time she has been the strongest woman I know. Thats why it was hard to see her
get sick. She worked at the cafe my family owns for a long time until she
simply could not do it anymore. She lived alone in the house
all of us grandchildren grew up in and we thought someone should be here with
her. I moved in with her last August just so someone would be here incase she
needed anything at night. In November she fell and broke her hip. I went with
her to the hospital that night and slept in a chair in her room as they prepped
her for surgery. She had her hip replaced and spent the next 31 days in the
hospital.
I would like to say I was there everyday but I wasnt.
With school
and work everyday I got up there as much as I can because I was scared she might
not ever come home. It felt empty living in this house without her. But what
can I say, the woman is a fighter. She made it home. We now have to have
someone here with her 24 hours a day everyday plus I am here too. She has her
good days and her bad days but we make it. Most people would laugh at me for
being a 23 year old male and living with my 83 year old grandmother. She is one
of the strongest people I have ever met. Without a doubt she is one of my
favorite people on this earth and she always will be.
Now one thing
that I have learned about girls is that they always want the guy they are seeing
to meet their mothers. There is nothing wrong with this and I have met many
moms in my day. I would be lying if I said Im not nervous anymore when I meet a
new one, but I just want to make sure they know I have their daughters best
intentions at heart. You can leartn alot about a girl based on her mother and
the relationship they share. However, I have always maintained that I would
like for the girl I am seeing to meet my grandmother. She holds a special place
in my heart and I hope to be as strong as she is. I just turned 23 and am
single so I know that I will not be married for sometime. But I do hope my yaya
stays alive long enough to meet my future wife. Just as girls want us guys to
meet their mothers.
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