Life and Stuff

I didn’t always live with my grandparents, but I began this adventure when I was 18 years old. I had some problems with my parents, namely, my father, so I came to live with my grandparents. I absolutely loved it. They were kind, they were loving but not strict, it was the perfect mix of love and parenting. I’ve been living here for about two years now, and I don’t know where I’d be if they hadn’t have taken me in. It meant the world to me. I’m planning to move out relatively soon with my son, and I know that when I leave I’ll be exceptionally sad, but home is where the heart is, and there’s no place like home.