My grandfather, he’s not my blood, but he raised me like he was ever since I can’t remember. I honestly see him as a father.
He helped grandma raise us, he could have left but he didn’t. He stayed down and was there for us every bit of the way. Even my daughter enjoys talking to him at her young age.
Taught me every single thing I know about life. Hundreds of lectures which I used to get upset about but I’d listen because it was all positive.
I also watch how he shows love to other people throughout life.
Lots of stories he told me about the old days. I learned many things from my grandfather. Life is just life and we all go through it in a different way. We will have our bad times and good ones but no matter what, we keep going.
He didn’t have to stay or help raise us but he did and I see that as a positive outlook in life. Happy Monday to ya and be eazy.
Grandfather with grandma, nephew and my little brother.
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