At 65, I Gave My Granddaughter Everything for Her Wedding — Including My Birthday. Then She Told Me I Wasn’t Invited.
My name is Goldie, I’m 65, and I’ve spent the last 20 years raising my two granddaughters, Emily and Rachel, after their parents’ marriage fell apart. It wasn’t easy — far from it. We lived paycheck to paycheck, often stretching meals and skipping luxuries. But I made sure they never felt the weight of our…