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Grandpa Eugene & Grandma Myrta





I must say, I have been blessed with the most amazing grandparents and great-grandparents anyone could ever imagine.  The best part is that for the majority of my life they have been alive, and I have had the time to get to know them, and love them.  My mom's parents are angels....I just know it.  Those two are the two most special important people in my life.  They have prayed for me since before I was born, I am sure of it.  Talk about having an example to look up to!  Now that I am an "adult" I realize just how precious they are to me each day that I still have them in my life.  I am so thankful for their good health, and for all the different forms of communication now'a'days, that makes it so simple to keep in touch.  My dad's parents, though not as big a part of my life, have a very special place in my heart as well.  My grandmother, who just recently passed away a few years ago was always kind to me growing up, and always had a sense of honesty about her that let me know where I stood. haha  My Grandpa David is by far one of a kind.  Having him live in my home growing up was always so much fun.  My brother and I would drive him crazy I am sure, but he loved us nonetheless.  What a cool man to have in my life, to remind me to always be humble without even saying a word.
Grandpa David

Great Grandma Tonia
I have had two sets of great-grandparents alive on my mom's side, and one great-grandma alive on my dad's side.  These people have given me more love than I could describe in this blog.  I remember as a kid spending the night with them and thinking how cool it was to be treated like a princess.  They would give me bubble baths and fix my long hair up all pretty.  My great grandma's were probably THE best cooks in the universe.  We would play games together and I just thought I was on the top of the world.

I lost my mom's dad's mom when I was still quite young, I think 11 or so, and I know how much that impacted my family.  On my 15th birthday my dad's dad's mom passed away at the age of 91, and the heart ache from that was almost unbearable.  She was my namesake, and not that it was more difficult because of that, but seeing the pain my own father was going through when it happened was absolutely heart wrenching.  As I am typing this blog, my mom's mom's dad is laying in a hospital at the age of 97, and none of us are sure if he will make it through the night.  He has been sick for quite some time now and needs to rest.  He has been a very special man in our family, such a lover boy.  Always blowing kisses and saying "God bless you," just like an Italian person would do haha...only, he isn't Italian.

I love each and every single one of my grandparents and wouldn't trade one of them in for the world. (wish I had picture of all of them on my computer)


My Great Grandpa Avelino

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