{"id":2574,"date":"2025-05-06T12:13:15","date_gmt":"2025-05-06T16:13:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/inspirationallaroundme.org\/index.php\/2025\/05\/06\/every-family-has-that-one\/"},"modified":"2025-05-06T12:13:15","modified_gmt":"2025-05-06T16:13:15","slug":"every-family-has-that-one","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inspirationallaroundme.org\/index.php\/2025\/05\/06\/every-family-has-that-one\/","title":{"rendered":"Every family has \u201cthat ONE!\u201d"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
God has chosen you and made you his holy people. He loves you. So always do these things: Show mercy to others; be kind, humble, gentle and patient. Do not be angry with each other, but forgive each other. If someone does wrong to you, then forgive him. Forgive each other because the Lord forgave you. Fo all these things; but most important, love each other. Love is what holds you all together in perfect unity. 

Colossians 3:12-14<\/pre>\n\n\n\n
Growing up in the South it is custom that every summer, Holiday, funeral, important family meeting, or even just family dinners be held at Grandma\u2019s house. Grandma is the pillar in the black community- in other words Grandma was the glue. I don\u2019t know about your family, but in my family my Grandma on my mom\u2019s side had a \u201cbunch of children,\u201d and that was the basis of what started our family dynamics. Out of all of my Grandma kids, \u201cthere was always that one!\u201d<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n
Every summer Regis and I were shipped down to my Grandma\u2019s house. Grandma lived in the country aka Vance, South Carolina. Vance is located inside of Orangeburg County as is close to Holy Hill, Eautawville, And Santee. We spent our summers with cousin Jason, Melissa, later on Tasha and with Aunt Tal, Bess, Aunt Mattie, Jacqueline, Uncle Suga, Robert, Bobby, my favorite <\/em>Uncle George, and the list goes on. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Like every family we had the mischievous cousin, the mean cousin, the fun cousin, the adventurous cousin, the mean aunt, the cool aunt, the stylish aunt, the mean uncle, the uncle that loved to have his \u201cdrank or two,\u201d and then the cousins and aunts and uncles that lived in Columbia like Sister, Uncle Tommy, Meg and others that we got to see more often that just summers, funerals, and holidays. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
We never were alone, we never felt like we were missing anything, and by the looks of this belly of mine, you could tell we never missed a good ole country style meal. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Grandma would cook bacon, liver pudding, onion sausage, homemade biscuits, salmon, country ham, grits\u2026and let\u2019s not get started on lunch and dinner. I mean Grandma would have the birds chirping in the morning that food was so good. I was always the first one in the kitchen and depending on how Grandma felt, the last one to leave. I loved Grandma\u2019s cooking and my waist line shows it til this day \ud83d\ude02! <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Jason, Tasha and Melissa were older than me and Regis was the ring leader. We always found something to get into. I remember Melissa used to do my hair and dare me to cry, she used to be rough but had my hair slayed y\u2019all! Regis was the mischievous one aka bad one. I remember Melissa told me he washed my hair with bubble gum or marshmallows, one of the two. I remember he had us in the garage sniffing Granddad\u2019s lawnmower gas, it used to smell good (Lord don\u2019t tell me we were outside getting high at 8). There were so many things to do and places to explore growing up in the country. I thoroughly enjoyed my summers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
As I got older Grandma used to call me a \u201cCity girl,\u201d because I got away from playing with ants and rolly pollies and didn\u2019t like getting bit by mosquitoes and the aggravating flies. Nonetheless I cherish all of the fond memories I have and I thank God for the memories I have of all my loved ones. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Grandma, Granddad, Sister, Uncle Jr., Uncle George, Uncle Suga, Aunt Mattie, Uncle Bobby, momma and daddy and more have all gone home to be with the Lord but those memories have never left me. Thank you Lord for allowing me to wake up in my right mind and still have those memories in my heart. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
It wasn\u2019t always peaches and cream don\u2019t get me wrong. We\u2019ve had our fights, disagreements and arguments. I remember the time Granddad came outside and told Uncle George to get the hell out of his yard. Everyone knew when Granddad used a curse word, he was furious! But Uncle George loved to get under his skin. He would come over so loud and disorderly after downing several beers and probably a pint of that gin, Uncle George loved him some gin and orange juice lol! This particular day my Granddad had had it and he was not fooling around with Uncle George. Grandma came outside with the frying pan, and it wasn\u2019t to cook no eggs sunny side up either, if you know what I mean. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
The phone rang and Grandma went back inside to answer it with the sweetest voice. Who would have known she was about to knock some sense into Uncle George with a frying pan a few minutes earlier. And to make matters worse, she just hit Melissa with the fly swatter for sucking her teeth. But no one saw that side of sweet Deaconess Annie Bell Davis, lol, nope only us! <\/p>\n\n\n\n
Was your Grandma like that? <\/p>\n\n\n\n
In your family, who was your one? <\/p>\n\n\n\n
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