I can't really think of a specific childhood memory but what I remember most fondly is my relationship with my grandfather.
My grandpa was my first playmate as my sister came only when I was almost three. He played pretend with me. I pretended to cook, he pretended to eat what I cooked. I pretended to be a waitress, he pretended to be my customer. He used to take me to pretend-movies. We'd sit down on the stairs and pretending the window facing the second flight of stairs was a movie screen, we'd stare at it for a long time . Now that I think of it, I am actually so amazed he was able to stand sitting with me, looking at nothing.
I've always hated milk, even as a child. At breakfast time, I'd be the last person at the breakfast table, because I couldn't drink my milk. A few minutes after my mom leaves the table, my grandpa would sneak back and drink my milk. Haha! I know, it wasn't good for him to do that and kind of spoil me that way, but as a child, I loved that he did that for me.
My grandpa was an excellent dancer and every afternoon, we'd dance the tango, which was his favorite dance.
Here I am with my Lolo
Meet my grandparents, and my younger sister. I'm sitting on Lolo's lap.
I love this picture! I think this says a lot about how I adored my grandpa. Everyone was looking at the camera....except me. I was looking up at my Lolo!
I was heartbroken when my grandpa died. I was only in fourth grade then. I still think of him often and I often pray to God that He'd tell my grandpa how much I loved him and love him still.