Without question, my Grandparents (Dad's Mum and Dad). To say they adored me and my Sister would be the biggest undertatement ever. I just remember feeling like the most amazing thing ever created around them especially my Grandmother as Grandad died when I was about 8.
I found out around the age of 23 (around 10 years after Gradma died) that my Dad was adopted (no one bothered to tell me it was just assumed that I knew). Then it me why they loved us so much, we were the Grandchildren they thought they would never have as they could not have kids of their own (and Grandma was a midwife which must have really sucked).
I dont believe in an afterlife, but the thought of seeing them again makes me hope there is one.
I found out around the age of 23 (around 10 years after Gradma died) that my Dad was adopted (no one bothered to tell me it was just assumed that I knew). Then it me why they loved us so much, we were the Grandchildren they thought they would never have as they could not have kids of their own (and Grandma was a midwife which must have really sucked).
I dont believe in an afterlife, but the thought of seeing them again makes me hope there is one.

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