Everyone has a hero. Heroes stay in your heart because they shine a light when your world is so dark.
Heroes inspire you when there seems to be no other things seem to go right.
When i was a kid, not knowing what to do, no parents around, my grandpa's sister (the one on the bottom left), took me in.
She took care of me when no one else could. I was a helpless 2.5-year-old girl. She helped me be the 1st in class. She paid for everything i wanted as a kid. She'd wake up very early in the morning to prepare for chicken puffs that she was selling to pay for my school and everything i need. She took care of me until i was 9 years old.
After that my grandma, dad's mom (one on the top), took me in. She was taking care of my elder brother when i was in the hand of my other grandma. Now she handled both. This grandma was the one to discipline my brother and I into going to church. We didn't really know what it meant to go to church but we know we had to, else, she'd spank us.
Anyway, throughout my journey, if I look back, I could see how much my grandmas have played important parts in showing me bits of God in them.
I am thankful to have them in my life.
They taught me how to live for God
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