If my grandpa was rich, my grandparents MAY NOT have loved each other so much

I love being in my grandparents’ house. Their home feels like a page out of a happy children’s book. From old cookie jars, to a playful dog, a lot of pampering and the smell of slowly cooked meals, it feels like a haven even for the grown-up grandchildren like me. I visit my grandparents often … Continue reading If my grandpa was rich, my grandparents MAY NOT have loved each other so much