My Classmates Spent Years Laughing at My ‘Lunch Lady’ Grandma – Until My Graduation Speech Made Them Fall Silent

“She mattered.”

The applause came slowly. Quiet. Heavy.

Afterward, they came to me. Apologies. Tears.

They wanted to build something in her name.
A tree-lined path.
Lorraine’s Way.

That night, I went home alone.

The apron hook was empty.

I whispered, “They’re planting trees for you.”

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