I know that my grandparents love me very much,but,I've never imagined how much their loves is towards me because the only thing that was embedded in my mind was parents' loves.
Last week,I had some quality-time with grandpa and grandma during the black out--to which I feel thankful--we talked about our memorandum in old times : how I was spoiled by them;the way I talked that time; and so on.
I was incredibly touched,remembering they were people who raised me when my parents weren't around.
We live under the same roof,but as time passed,everything has changed,I've pretty much....changed. I'm no longer their pretty baby who wanted them all the time. Deep in their heart,they must be really sad.
That small talk changed my mind. I don't want to be sorry for anything,so I'll change,I'll be a better granddaughter. I'm so thankful that they're still here,by my side and that I still have time to please them.
Last night,I gave something to grandma,and I was satisfied just by looking at her smiling in seconds. It can't be explained by words. I was pleased bcs I could give her something from my own hard work and perspire. Today,she specially cooked my favorite meal. I knew it. She loves me that much,so does grandpa <3