They are actually my grandparents, but since they raised me from age 3 to 16, I consider them my parents and give them most of the credit for how well I turned out! :-)
Grandma doesn't remember me anymore, but she was still with us mentally (mostly) when this picture was taken with Chubby P. Papa is under hospice care now, and he will likely soon be a memory...well a bunch of memories...
Being raised by someone two generations older presents it's challenges, but they showed me unconditional love, taught me the value of hard work at a young age, and sacrificed to take care of twin girls at that time in their lives. I used to dream of living with mom or dad, but in retrospect, I wouldn't have it any other way!
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First off, sweet sweet pic of P with her Great Grandma. Secondly, I love hearing fun stories about your childhood, but hearing this retrospective look at it is probably my favorite. They are special, wonderful people.
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