THERE IS MORE TO A RELATION THAN JUST BLOOD

Sometimes, being an adopted child is not that horrible as the age-old thought suggests (especially, if you are an adopted grandchild).

A gentleman had adopted my mother when she was just ten and abandoned by her family. She called him 'Uncle' - she could never replace her father with anyone even though she was abandoned by him. There, this is a DAUGHTER'S LOVE. Therefore, kind-hearted 'Uncle' never heard anyone call him 'Dad'. This man means a lot to me because he is the one who took care of Mother.

'Uncle', along with the generous amounts of fats in his body, had a big, generous heart. No one can ever imagine that behind the dark, wrinkly face, small eyes and an unbelievably large nose, there lay a man with boundless love for humanity and a craving for knowledge. Beyond his solitude, there lay an unending ocean of peace and calmness of mind. An epitome of a perfect human being.

I love him because I share him with no one. Mother calls him 'Uncle' and I am the only one calling him 'Grandpa'. He's not my mother's father but is only and only my grandfather. The only fortunate one to get his love all by herself is ME.
"There is more to a relation than just blood"