I miss my grandparents. My dads’ mom and dad were amazing! My grandpa died when I was young, so I don’t have as many memories of him as my grandma. I do remember that he was quite a jokester! And I remember that that intimidated me a bit. But, I loved him and was very sad when he died.
My grandma lived a lot longer. She was awesome! It was fun to go to her house. She always would have a treat or a funny story to share. Spending the night at the farmhouse was fun too! We used to spend the holidays with her back then and it was so much fun to see all my aunts and uncles and get time with my cousins. I miss those days.
My grandma died when my oldest son was in preschool. She never got to meet my youngest son. That makes me sad. She was truly the best grandma ever! It gives me comfort knowing that she is with my grandpa and my dad, along with countless other family members, in heaven. I’m sure it’s a party up there!