I love my grandparents.
We adopted 3....
Grandpa John
Grandpa Bill
Grandma Carol
G-pa John is a barber, I have known him since I was born.
He has been a true blessing, he's always there for me.
I remember the summers when we'd head to his shop for Dad's hair cut and while they visited we'd sell the black berrys that grew out back.
His shop is heaven on earth....
It's like the old time ones, his friends come and go, bringing all sorts of news and gossip with them...
G-pa Bill is awesome too, we've known him since a bit after my Dad passed away. His wife was my Mom's home teacher.
He's a biker, he acts tough but all it takes to break the mask is a simple "I love you."
G-ma Carol...
She's so much like me it's not funny!
She's had cancer and beat it, that was one of the scaryest times in my life!
She's super funni and loving...
Then there's my father's Dad...Clark.
He is super funny and very good with words.
He is a non-member but has a great respect and love for our religioun...
He's even cut out some of the coffie! One cup a day now!
I can see him joining..if not in this life, the next.
Yes, grandparents are
wonderful...........