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I grew up with the most wonderful given family my Grandfather was the kind of man that never saw any problems it was always nothing but something to do grandma his wife was driven and focused teaching her family how to be there best all the time no matter what my other Grandmother not only did the same for her blood she took in foster children the most troulbled an loved them just if she had them showing us what family means my Mother is all heart even when others are not and my Father is the what a man is suppose to be. All i ever wanted to do is help an i did that my family was happy that i was in place until my son needed me to be in place needed me to keep fighting when he was in trouble most of which was not him but for the first time in my life the family was not here to help and they wanted me to leavn him to i wouldent that time was rought only made worst after my son past and my family was all about helping again basterds.