I'm going to step away from the norm for a second here. I usually rant about stupid people. I'm going to do a complete flip here. I think that quite often there are unsung heroes in our lives that get very little, if any, recognition.
Easter Sunday I had the pleasure of eating dinner (a fabulous one, by the way) with some great people. Among those great people was my friend's 86 year old grandmother. She's quite a treat, I have to tell you! Anyway, on the way home, I was thinking about my grandparents. I tell my mom quite often (I think) how much I love and appreciate her. I don't do that as much with my grandparents and I should.
My grandparents helped raise me. Some of my greatest memories are with my grandparents. I used to spend weekends and weeks during the summer with them at their cabin. My grandpa taught me how to fish and canoe. They both attended just about every sporting/dance/music event that I was in. My grandfather has long been my hero. Since I grew up without a father, he was my surrogate. He was everything a dad should be. He loved me unconditionally - even when I screwed up. He taught me how to use a hammer and encouraged me to build things. He even let me paint the "spider house" that I built.
My grandmother encouraged my intelligence. She encouraged my reading and writing and also encouraged me in all of the sports that I did. She carted me to multiple practices and girl scout meetings. She has always been good for a hug.
That's not to say that we haven't had our differences. We've had some pretty big blow ups. Those blowups, however, came when I was an "adult." Meaning I was over 18, but had not yet learned to control my attitude and behavior.
These two people mean the world to me. They have been there for me through EVERYTHING. I have definitely been blessed to not only have my mom, but also my surrogate parents - grandma and grandpa. I am a better person because of them. Much of the advice that my grandmother gave me when I was young, I blew off. I have learned to listen to what she says as she obviously knows what she is talking about.
I love them with my entire heart and soul and hope that they know how much they mean to me.
Easter Sunday I had the pleasure of eating dinner (a fabulous one, by the way) with some great people. Among those great people was my friend's 86 year old grandmother. She's quite a treat, I have to tell you! Anyway, on the way home, I was thinking about my grandparents. I tell my mom quite often (I think) how much I love and appreciate her. I don't do that as much with my grandparents and I should.
My grandparents helped raise me. Some of my greatest memories are with my grandparents. I used to spend weekends and weeks during the summer with them at their cabin. My grandpa taught me how to fish and canoe. They both attended just about every sporting/dance/music event that I was in. My grandfather has long been my hero. Since I grew up without a father, he was my surrogate. He was everything a dad should be. He loved me unconditionally - even when I screwed up. He taught me how to use a hammer and encouraged me to build things. He even let me paint the "spider house" that I built.
My grandmother encouraged my intelligence. She encouraged my reading and writing and also encouraged me in all of the sports that I did. She carted me to multiple practices and girl scout meetings. She has always been good for a hug.
That's not to say that we haven't had our differences. We've had some pretty big blow ups. Those blowups, however, came when I was an "adult." Meaning I was over 18, but had not yet learned to control my attitude and behavior.
These two people mean the world to me. They have been there for me through EVERYTHING. I have definitely been blessed to not only have my mom, but also my surrogate parents - grandma and grandpa. I am a better person because of them. Much of the advice that my grandmother gave me when I was young, I blew off. I have learned to listen to what she says as she obviously knows what she is talking about.
I love them with my entire heart and soul and hope that they know how much they mean to me.
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