Is it normal that i use my grandmother as motivation to keep going?
I was raised mostly by my grandmother. I can remember when i was about 12 and my granny was cooking our breakfast and we were talking about the world wars. I remember what she said vividly: that the Germans had taken her father, two uncles, two brothers, and two sons from her. The one time I ever saw her begin to cry was when she was telling me about finding out about her sons being killed in France.
She quickly sterned up, though, and told me "but they didn't back down from those filthy germans." And went back to cooking.
Although she died in 1997, I still use her toughness as motivation. When I'm lying in the snow working on a truck, I realise that I have nothing to complain about. My predecessors were doing the same thing, but had to be worried about being shot st or bombed. Ive got it easy.