 | User: lerojist Member Since: 31-Aug-2001  Last On: 19-May-2004 Page Hits: 1 today (16 in the last 30 days) |
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| Jump to Survey | Unfortunately, I never knew my grandparents very well. My Paternal Grandmother died when I was 8 years. My Paternal Grandfather, when I was in my early teens. They lived approx. 2 hrs. away. But we did see them, and they were lovely people. My Maternal Grandparents, I saw last when I was four years old. They lived in the midwest. I never saw them again. It really saddens me that I never became close to my Grandparents. I am very close to my grandchildren, even though four of them live within one to two hrs. away. The other two, I see almost every day. They are all so precious to me. When I did see my Grandparents, I called them Grandma, and Grandpa. |
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| Jump to Survey | No, I'm not adopted. I had wonderful parents, I was blessed. My husband found his half brother, when he was 70 years old, the brother 74. What a waste of time. Many years ago, I told my husband to look for his brother, but he said no, too many complications. The boy was raised by his father. My mother-in-law lost custody as she was young. My husband often said he missed having a brother. He visited his brother almost two years ago, and talked to him once on the phone. I feel so sorry for his half brother. He never knew his mother. He told my husband on the phone, "there was always a hole in my heart, not knowing my mother." My husband had to tell him, his mother died 3 years before the call. The man was saddened at the news. His father remarried after he was 46 years old. He never had a mother figure in his life. How sad! What a waste of time!!! My mother-in-law was a bitter woman, over not having her first born in her life. She talked about my husband's half brother several times over the years. The last time she saw the boy was when he was 3 years old. It makes me sick everytime I think about it. |
