How Well Do You Get Along With Your Grandparents?

[Teresa, The One Who LOVES to Cook]

I want to know how well you get along with your Grandparents? What do you call them?(like:Nana, Grandma, Grandmother, Grandpa, Grandfather)

[Allison]

All of my grandparents are deceased but I got along with them very well. My Mother's parents lived across the street from us until they passed. My grandfather and I would talk for hours about things. I remember these talks vividly when I was a teenager. Just he and I for hours. He was a prisoner of war in WWII and an amateur boxer. He eventually died of Alzheimer's disease. My grandmother was a stern but loving woman and an office manager. We didn't call her grandma we called her Deedoll. She got the name from one of her grandchildren (not me) but I can't recall which one called her that and it stuck.

On my father's side I only knew my grandmother. When I was older we would write letters to each other and we shared a lot of common interests I found through this. She worked in a factory at Maryland Glass until it shut down. She relocated to West Virginia and remarried and my step grandfather was a very kind, quiet man. He was also very handy and crafted furniture in his spare time. I called her grandma and him grandpa. My birth grandfather was a drunk and died before I was born. All I know of him is that he was not a very nice person.

[Red]

I get along very well with my mom's parents. I'm the closest to them. They recently moved to another state which is really hard, but I have plans to visit. My grandma is fashionable 75 year old woman who looks 20 years younger than she actually is (she's really pretty) but she looks at herself like an old grandma. (She's very modest that way.) No matter how many times you tell her you're not hungry, she insists you need to eat more and almost magically comes up with a sandwich, pancakes, cookies, and anything else you could possibly want to put in front of you. She is one of the most generous people I know. My grandpa was a military brat before working in the Navy, followed by a career in the Sheriff's department, on the SWAT team, and was even a body diver, and he currently runs a business for drug and alcohol interventions. He has a dry sense of humor (but he'll keep you in stitches), he's the most honest and straightforward person I know, he can be really stubborn, but very generous. He and my grandma have been together since they were teenagers. I love hearing his stories. I love them both so incredibly much and am thankful for them everyday.

On my dad's side, I am not close with them at all. My Grandpa Jack (don't know why we always called him that because his name was Ray haha, but all the grandchildren called him that) passed away a few years ago. We did better closer to his passing, but growing up he just wasn't really the "grandfatherly" type and I don't want to say he didn't want a relationship with his grandchildren so much as I'm not sure he knew how. From what I hear, he wasn't exactly the fatherly type either. He was always present in their lives, but he was an unhappy person and it left him mentally distant from his family. It wasn't until I was an adult that it became at least a LITTLE easier for him, even if it was strained.

My dad's mom, who we call Grammi (she hates being called grandma), I'm not as close with either. I love her to death, but she is a very difficult person to get along with, and her husband (my step-grandpa) tends to alienate her despite our best efforts. Even if we aren't as close as I'd like to be, I'll never stop trying, because I don't want to regret not trying when it's too late.

[Teresa, The One Who LOVES to Cook]

I got to know both of my Grandmas. My real Grandpas died before I was born. I knew my other Grandpa that my Grandma(Mom's Mom) got married to. He was very sweet, caring, loving person.
Both of my Grandmas I stayed with a lot as I grew up. I stayed with them and actually took care of them as I got older. I wouldn't have traded that time for nothing.
My Mom's Mom is still alive, but not my Dad's Mom. She died in 1996. I still miss her.

[Maggie the Muskoka Library Mouse]

I get along with my grandma wonderfully. I count her as one of my best friends. My grandpa, not so much. He left my grandma quite a few years ago to be with another woman, and that caused a huge disruption in our family. I try to limit my contact with him.