single parenthood

My parents wedding photo. These are the six most important people who shaped me to me. My mom's parents, Frank and Vida, who you met a few weeks ago. My dad's parents are Ellen and Lawrence. I loved Grandma Ellen, she was the kindest, woman I never knew. She wanted everyone in her family just to be happy. She died about 2 1/2 months before Kiran came home. It wasn't less then a week before her death that she told someone, she was ready to die because she knew all of her grandchildren were finally happy, Mary was finally happy and she will never be alone again. Lawrence, on the other hand, the memories aren't the greatest, he loved his daughters and their families, but seemed to hate my dad and all of us. After all, my dad was just a teacher making $3,000 and he couldn't understand how they could have children. Not to mention, we were the grandchildren who saw them ever week, who went fishing with them, and were just there. He was an alcoholic until the last 15 years of his life. My mom grew to love him, I, however, never really did and I live with that guilt. Grandma loved us and we knew thatbut it was painful to hear that Matt is nothing because he doesn't make all the money the son-in-laws did. He was in fact the only Republican that was a blood relative.

My parents didn't have the perfect marriage but they survived over 40 years together. In the end, I remember being in the car with them and they were holding hands in the front seat. I almost threw up, your parents aren't suppose to act that way after 34 years of marriage and 10 years of dating. Looking back, I am so happy that I saw the love they shared after all the children left home. It was heartwarming.

Have a great week all, life is looking up!!!!

I hate to admit this, but I think I may be in love........