I Was the Only One Who Went to My Grandma’s Birthday Brunch — After Seeing Her Tears, I Taught My Family a Lesson

When my grandmother asked us to come to her place to celebrate her birthday, I didn’t expect my family to do what they did! Grandma was hurt by their actions, and I wasn’t willing to let my family go unpunished. So I came up with a plan that put them in their place!

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My tale starts painfully but ends on a somewhat good note. It’s all centered on my Gran-Gran, who is the SWEETEST person alive. This incredible woman practically raised me and my siblings, while our parents were busy divorcing.

I am mentioning this so the reader can understand how special and dear this precious woman is to us, or at least to me. Being the selfless person she is and not wanting to trouble anyone, she surprised everyone ahead of her upcoming 83rd birthday.

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Instead of us organizing something special for her, my Gran-Gran had planned an entire brunch at her house! She had all this planned despite her ailing health. On the day, she got up at sunrise to bake her own bread and pastries!

I found out about the event like everyone else, through invitations that my grandmother had sent a week in advance. As if making her own meals wasn’t enough, the woman had drawn and handwritten her invitations herself, DESPITE her shaking hands!

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The effort and care she’d taken to prepare for her special day were more than enough motivation for me to attend. Yet, on the day of her birthday, I was held back by work and arrived at the party 10 minutes late.

Although I hadn’t arrived on time, I had bought her a present long ago and pitched with the gift in hand. As I walked in, I found my angel of a grandmother removing plates from the table and pouring coffee down the sink.

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Confused I asked her, “Gran-Gran, did I get the time wrong for your birthday party? What happened? Where is everyone?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady. I thought I had missed the festivities! But with a lump in her throat, my granny admitted:

“Sany, you aren’t too late, no one bothered showing up on my birthday. But it’s okay, sweetheart. I know everyone is busy.”

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My heart broke into a million pieces, and my BLOOD BOILED as I saw her eyes watering. The poor woman could barely maintain a shaky smile as she tried to pretend that everything was okay.

“Busy? Mom retired, Tim is jobless, and Sarah is ‘between jobs,’ whatever that means! They have no excuse!” I hugged my Granny. Everyone in my family had PROMISED to be there. But none of them had the decency to pitch!

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“You deserve it, Gran-Gran. And don’t worry, next year will be even better.” From that day on, my family never missed another event. They showed up for every birthday, holiday, and Sunday dinner, but they still gave me a cold shoulder for what I did.

Some of them even tried to make me feel guilty. But whenever they did, I asked them, “Do you want us to go and discuss this with Grandma?” This usually got them to back off as they weren’t brave enough to face what they’d all done.

And every time I saw Gran-Gran’s happy face, I knew it had all been worth it! But a part of me felt a bit guilty for scamming everyone the way I did. So to all those who read my story, do you think I overreacted and took things too far?

What would you have done if you were in my shoes?

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This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.

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