This is a picture I found of my grandparents taken in 1947, three years before my dad was born. They are the cutie pies on the right. My grandpa died before my parents met and my grandma died on Halloween 1995; I was three. I spent every day at her house after preschool for almost two years.
I never really knew her but my tumblr is named after her because I’ve always felt this strange connection to her. Everyone thinks I’m the spitting image of her, and after making my dad dig out some pictures of her in her early 20s, I completely agree. I think they are seriously the cutest couple ever with the best relationship, who also managed to raise my dad who is pretty cool if I may say so myself.