- My paternal grandfather died in the '70s. My parents were barely dating when he died.
- My maternal grandfather died 6 months and 2 days before I was born. The last thing he and my mother talked about was me- his baby was having a baby.
- My paternal grandmother lived in Rhode Island. She was as involved as she could be from that far away. We were always pretty close to her.
- My maternal grandmother was the grandparent who lived closest to us. But due to a variety of reasons, she never spent much time with us. She was also sick most of my brother's life and most of what I can remember.
As this was our experience, I decided that it was important to me for my children to know their grandparents. It's why I get so upset when my father-in-law doesn't take his medicine like he's supposed to since his stroke. My grandmother died from a stroke. My grandfathers died from diseases that can now be treated, high blood pressure and heart attacks. I want my parents and in-laws to do what they need to do in order to stay healthy. Not for me but for my kids.
Our little Wookiee will know his/her grandparents, God willing. He or she will get spoiled by grandparents. My parents and in-laws will do things with Wook that will drive me crazy, but at least he/she will have the experience of having grandparents who are involved. I am so incredibly thankful for that blessing in our lives.
Granny and Meme, I miss you both.
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