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There is a special bond that grows between grandparents and their grandchildren. I have experienced it on both ends.
Unfortunately, the only grandparent I knew was my dad's mother. All my others were deceased by the time I came along. Granny Campbell, Dad's mom, passed away the year I turned 14, in February prior to my May birthday. I knew her best by playing at her house with my cousins, who lived with her, some right near her home. In fact, she took care of some of them quite often, and helped raise three of them.
My mom and dad had a close relationship with all their grandchildren. My daughters and I lived with them for several years. My own grandchildren I feel a real bond with, because we visited and spent lots of time together. Dubby and I took a trip to Disneyland in Florida with two of them; I spent several weeks caring for another grandchild, spent time living with some of them.
The great-grands are also close and we spend as much time together as possible. Their parents, my grands, provide me with opportunities to be with them.
I am very blessed. Would you like to share some experiences you have had?