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"Grandparents Love "

My name is Princess kaye Delantar and I was born on the 11th of December, 2005 in Carajay lapu-lapu city. My parents were Arnolfo Verbo and Jovelyn Delantar. I was born in a big city, but the countryside held my heart, especially my grandparents' home. I was born into a family where both my parents had to work long hours to make ends meet. As a result, my grandparents became my primary caregivers, and I spent most of my early years under their loving care.Growing up with my grandparents was like having two extra sets of parents who spoiled me rotten with love, wisdom, and the best homemade cookies in the world. I was born into a big, bustling family, but it was my grandparents who played the starring roles in my childhood.

I grew up in a small town with my grandma and grandpa. They were like my second parents, always there to take care of me and teach me important things about life.Every morning, I woke up to the smell of grandma's cooking. She made the best "pancit" and "utan", But it wasn’t just her cooking that made Grandma special. She had a heart of gold and a smile that could light up the darkest room. Whenever I was feeling down, she would wrap me up in her warm embrace and shower me with words of encouragement until I felt like I could take on the world.and I loved sitting at the kitchen table with them, eating breakfast together. Grandpa, on the other hand, was the king of the outdoors. He had a green thumb that could rival any professional gardener, and he spent every spare moment tending to his beloved plants. He taught me the importance of hard work and perseverance, and he never hesitated to get his hands dirty to teach me a new skill or fix something that was broken.I loved spending time with him outside, digging in the dirt and watching things grow.In the evenings, we would sit on the porch and watch the sunset. Grandma would tell me stories about when she was young, and grandpa would play his guitar and sing old songs.Growing up with them taught me so much about love, hard work, and the importance of family. I will always cherish the memories of those days in the province with my grandparents.Grandma and Grandpa lived in a cozy little house nestled in a quiet neighborhood. Their home was always filled with the comforting aroma of Grandma's cooking and the sound of Grandpa's gentle humming. It was a place where I felt safe, cherished, and free to explore the wonders of the world around me.One of my fondest memories from childhood is spending hours in Grandma's garden. She had the greenest thumb I've ever seen and could make even the tiniest seed bloom into a beautiful flower. Grandma taught me everything she knew about gardening, from planting seeds to tending to the soil. Together, we would spend countless afternoons digging in the dirt, marveling at the magic of nature, and watching our garden come to life.As I grew older, I began to realize just how lucky I was to have them in my life. While other kids were being shuttled off to daycare or left home alone after school, I always had Grandma and Grandpa waiting for me with open arms and warm smiles.They may not have had fancy degrees or high-powered careers, but they were the smartest people I knew. They taught me the value of kindness, the importance of family, and the joy of simple pleasures like a homemade meal shared with loved ones.But as I got older, I wanted to see what the city was like and l also wanted to live with my parents in the city. I imagined big buildings, lots of people, and exciting things to do. My grandparents supported me even though they were sad to see me go.Moving to the city was a big change. Everything was noisy and busy, very different from the calm farm life. At first, it was hard to get used to, but I started to find my way around and get used to the city vibe and my parents also help me to adjust life living in the city

As I grew older, I began to realize the sacrifices my grandparents had made for me. They had put their own dreams and desires on hold to ensure that I had the love and support I needed to thrive. Their unconditional love and unwavering dedication inspired me to work hard and make the most of every opportunity that came my way. I reflect on my journey, I am filled with gratitude for the gift of being a living granddaughter and a daughter to my grandparents' love and with my parent's love has shaped me into the person I am today—a compassionate, resilient individual ready to embrace whatever the future holds with love in my heart.Being loved by my grandparents was the best feeling in the world. They always had hugs and smiles ready for me, making me feel safe and cherished. Whether it was sharing stories, playing games, or simply sitting together, their love surrounded me like a warm blanket. Their unconditional love taught me the true meaning of family and shaped the person I am today.As I embark on this long journey ahead, I carry with me the love and wisdom of my grandparents, guiding me through the twists and turns that lie ahead. Though the path may be uncertain and the road may be long, their love fuels my determination and their teachings serve as my compass. With each step forward, I am reminded of their unwavering support and the strength they instilled in me. And so, with their love as my guiding light, I march onward, ready to face whatever challenges may come my way, knowing that their spirit will always be by my side.

The love of my grandparents is like a special gift that makes my lives better in so many ways. It's a love that knows no limits and spans across generations.My Grandparents' love is full of wisdom, helping me through tough times with care and patience. It brings me comfort and happiness, reminding me that I am important just the way l am. Their love stays with me forever, shaping who I am and who I want to become.