{"id":114430,"date":"2025-02-22T19:04:48","date_gmt":"2025-02-22T12:04:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thefinejournal.com\/?p=114430"},"modified":"2025-02-22T19:04:48","modified_gmt":"2025-02-22T12:04:48","slug":"i-was-the-only-one-who-attend-my-grandmothers-birthday-lunch-after-seeing-her-tears-i-decided-to-teach-my-family-a-lesson","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thefinejournal.com\/i-was-the-only-one-who-attend-my-grandmothers-birthday-lunch-after-seeing-her-tears-i-decided-to-teach-my-family-a-lesson\/","title":{"rendered":"I was the only one who attend my grandmother&rsquo;s birthday lunch- After seeing her tears, I decided to teach my family a lesson&hellip;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>I WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO ATTENDED MY GRANDMOTHER\u2019S BIRTHDAY LUNCH \u2013 AFTER SEEING HER TEARS, I DECIDED TO TEACH MY FAMILY A LESSON.\n<p>When my grandmother invited us to her house to celebrate her birthday, I never imagined my family would do what they did! She was deeply hurt by their actions, and I wasn\u2019t about to let them go unpunished. So, I came up with a plan to put them in their place.\n</p><p><strong>A Grandmother Who Was Always There for Us&hellip;<br>\nMy story starts painfully, but it ends on a slightly sweet note. It revolves around my grandmother, who is the kindest person I know. This incredible woman practically raised my siblings and me while our parents were going through a divorce.\n<p>I mention this so the reader can understand just how special and loved this wonderful woman is\u2014at least to me. Being the selfless person she is, and not wanting to inconvenience anyone, she decided to surprise us all before her 83rd birthday.\n</p><p><img fetchpriority='\"high\"' decoding='\"async\"' class='\"aligncenter' size-full wp-image-114433 src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/thefinejournal.com%5C/wp-content%5C/uploads%5C/2025%5C/02%5C/GRANDMOTHERS-BIRTHDAY-LUNCH-e1740225864453.jpg%5C%22" alt='\"\"' width='\"1080\"' height='\"1233\"' srcset='\"https:\/\/thefinejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/02\/GRANDMOTHERS-BIRTHDAY-LUNCH-e1740225864453.jpg' https: sizes='\"(max-width:'>\n</p><p>Instead of waiting for us to plan something special for her, my grandmother organized an entire birthday lunch at her house! She prepared everything despite her fragile health. That morning, she woke up at dawn to bake her own bread and pastries.\n</p><p>I found out about the event the same way as everyone else: through the invitations she had sent out a week in advance. Not only had she prepared the food herself, but she had also hand-drawn and written each invitation despite her trembling hands!\n</p><p><strong>An Unforgivable Disappointment<br>\nThe effort and care my grandmother had put into preparing her special day were more than enough to make me attend. However, on the day of her birthday, work delayed me, and I arrived ten minutes late.\n<p>Even though I was running late, I had already bought her a gift and showed up with it in hand. As I walked in, I found my sweet grandmother clearing plates off the table and pouring coffee down the sink.\n</p><p>Confused, I asked:\n</p><p>\u2014 Grandma, did I get the time wrong? What happened? Where is everyone?\n</p><p>I tried to keep my voice steady, thinking I had missed the celebration. But with a lump in her throat, my grandmother admitted:\n</p><p>\u2014 Sany, you\u2019re not late\u2026 No one bothered to show up. But it\u2019s okay, sweetheart. I know everyone is busy.\n</p><p>My heart shattered into a thousand pieces. Seeing her teary eyes and trembling smile as she tried to act like everything was fine\u2026 My blood boiled.\n</p><p><strong>EVERYONE HAD PROMISED TO BE THERE!\n<p>But neither my retired mother, my unemployed brother, nor my sister\u2014who was \u201cbetween jobs,\u201d whatever that meant\u2014bothered to show up. They had no excuse.\n</p><p>I hugged my grandmother tightly and promised to make it up to her. That\u2019s when a plan started forming in my mind.\n</p><p><strong>A Well-Deserved Lesson<br>\nMy grandmother didn\u2019t need to know, but for me\u2026 this had just become personal! After spending some time with her, I went outside to make some calls.\n<p><img decoding='\"async\"' class='\"aligncenter' size-full wp-image-114434 src="%5C%22https:%5C/%5C/thefinejournal.com%5C/wp-content%5C/uploads%5C/2025%5C/02%5C/7c27c47bd69bdba2ffea8fb22ca796dd0b480d6955b11237fa424f77def16a84-1024x512-1.webp%5C%22" alt='\"\"' width='\"1024\"' height='\"512\"' srcset='\"https:\/\/thefinejournal.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/02\/7c27c47bd69bdba2ffea8fb22ca796dd0b480d6955b11237fa424f77def16a84-1024x512-1.webp' https: sizes='\"(max-width:'>\n</p><p>The first call was to my mother.\n</p><p>\u2014 Mom! Where are you? Grandma fell, and I found her alone at home.\n</p><p>Her voice immediately filled with concern.\n</p><p>\u2014 What?! What happened?\n</p><p>Keeping up the lie, I responded:\n</p><p>\u2014 I don\u2019t know\u2026 I arrived late for her birthday and found her lying on the kitchen floor. She\u2019s in the hospital now.\n</p><p>My mother panicked and asked which hospital she was in.\n</p><p>\u2014 This wouldn\u2019t have happened if you had bothered to come\u2026 \u2014 I said coldly.\n</p><p>Guilt washed over her, and without much hesitation, she agreed to send money to help cover my grandmother\u2019s \u201chospital bills.\u201d\n</p><p>I hung up and called my brother.\n</p><p>\u2014 Tim, where are you? Why didn\u2019t you come to Grandma\u2019s birthday lunch?\n</p><p>\u2014 Something came up\u2026 \u2014 he mumbled.\n</p><p>\u2014 Something like another gaming marathon? Grandma is in the hospital, Tim! Do you even care?\n</p><p>He went silent for a few seconds before nervously asking:\n</p><p>\u2014 Is she going to be okay? What happened?\n</p><p>I brushed him off, saying I was too stressed to explain, but I made sure to guilt-trip him about how this wouldn\u2019t have happened if someone had shown up.\n</p><p>Then I mentioned the hospital bills and how \u201ceveryone was contributing.\u201d\n</p><p>\u2014 I\u2019ll get some money from a friend \u2014 he promised, sounding remorseful.\n</p><p>I did the same with the rest of the family. In no time, I had collected a considerable amount. I reassured them that Grandma was stable but wouldn\u2019t be able to receive visitors until the next day.\n</p><p><strong>The Best Revenge Is Happiness\n<p>That night, I stayed at Grandma\u2019s house to keep her company. The next morning, I surprised her with something very special.\n</p><p>\u2014 Grandma, pack your bags. We\u2019re going on a trip!\n</p><p>Her eyes widened in shock.\n</p><p>\u2014 What? How could you afford this?\n</p><p>I winked at her and smiled mischievously.\n</p><p>\u2014 Let\u2019s just say I cashed in a few favors.\n</p><p>We spent a whole week at a beautiful destination she had always wanted to visit. We soaked up the sun, enjoyed the sea, and cherished each other\u2019s company. I made sure she had the birthday celebration she truly deserved.\n</p><p>We took plenty of photos, capturing every moment of joy. Then, I posted them all over social media, tagging every single family member with captions like:\n</p><p>\u201cThe best birthday ever!\u201d<br>\n\u201cGrandma\u2019s special getaway!\u201d\n</p><p>It didn\u2019t take long for my phone to start blowing up with angry calls and messages.\n</p><p>The first was from my mother.\n</p><p>\u2014 But you said the money was for hospital bills!\n</p><p>\u2014 And you said you\u2019d come to her lunch\u2026 but you didn\u2019t. \u2014 I replied calmly before hanging up.\n</p><p>Next, my brother called.\n</p><p>\u2014 What the hell, sis? You tricked us!\n</p><p>\u2014 And you broke Grandma\u2019s heart. \u2014 I shot back before hanging up again.\n</p><p>A Permanent Change<br>\nFrom that day forward, my family never missed another event. They showed up for every birthday, holiday, and Sunday dinner. But they still gave me the cold shoulder for what I did.\n</p><p>Some even tried to make me feel guilty.\n</p><p>Whenever they did, I had one simple response:\n</p><p>\u2014 Do you want to discuss this with Grandma?<br>\nThat usually shut them up. They knew they couldn\u2019t face the truth of what they had done.\n</p><p>And every time I saw my grandmother\u2019s happy face, I knew it had all been worth it.\n</p><p>But deep down, I sometimes wondered: Did I go too far?\n</p><p>What would you have done in my place?\n</p><p>If you enjoyed this story, you\u2019ll love this one about a teenager who got revenge on her sister-in-law.\n</p><p>&nbsp;\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"</p><p>I WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO ATTENDED MY GRANDMOTHER\u2019S BIRTHDAY LUNCH \u2013 AFTER SEEING HER TEARS, I DECIDED TO TEACH MY FAMILY A LESSON. When my grandmother invited us to her house to celebrate her birthday, I never imagined my family would do what they did! 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