Grandparents Day is celebrated on the first Sunday in September after Labor Day. This year it falls on Sunday, September 13, 2020
I miss my maternal grandfather so very much, but this particular blog is not about him, but about my paternal grandfather, who I am linked to biologically unlike my maternal grandfather as my mother was adopted.
They say blood is thicker than water, but is it??? I don’t necessarily think so. As a child I was closer and identified with my non biological grandparents.
The same cannot be said about my paternal grandfather, and while I always loved my paternal grandmother, it was only until my maternal grandmother Elizabeth, that I got to spend more time with her, and hence my love and respect for her grew. Unfortunately, the same could not be said about my paternal grandfather, because my Mother constantly told us that he hated us, because he hated her, and since my Fathers relationship with his own Father was dysfunctional and distant, we saw him rarely, had limited contact with him. After his death, I realized I would have liked to have known him better, heard his stories, and connect. Instead I feared him, and avoided any contact. This is truly one of many regrets I have in this lifetime, I get a bit of solace, knowing that if I was meant to have more of a relationship with him, somehow, someway my angels and guides would have made that possible.