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I updated some parts of this post on March 20th, 2017
I mostly fixed grammar mistakes and flow issues.
I didn't add anything new.
It's basically the same as it was four years ago.

So, I don't know what to say.
Hmmm... OHH!! It hit me. I know what it's about!!

This was the last…truly the last… photo I took at my G-parent's house.
Well, the last on their yard.
This was right after I took the one in their house.
I haven't been there in so long.
There were so many important things that left with that house.
I know you can't make people live forever.
And I knew my g-parent's were going to go some day.
And I was ready.
When I found out my g-ma left, I was fine. Not a tear shed.
However, at the viewing, I flooded the place with tears.
I guess it was actually seeing her...dead.
Then, at the funeral, I was fine.
But I didn't look at her.
When my g-pa left, I was fine the whole time.
I guess I was closer to g-ma.
You have no idea how close we were.
I went up there every weekend and took care of her.
I made her breakfast, brushed her hair, and gave her hugs when she needed it.
I was there when my family stopped going up there after an epic family spat. (That my g-ma started.)
I was there went my uncle left me and the rest of the family.
I was there when he made her think he was dead for two years.
I was there when my brother moved out.
I was there every time she snapped and yelling at me and cursing my family.
But I just took it and didn't fight back.
I was there whenever she was in the hospital. Not all the time. Whenever I could.
I was there with my g-pa when she was in the hospital.
I was there when he was alone, too.
But he seemed more...stable.
I was there when my g-pa was in the nursing home and she was truly alone.
I was there when she was in the nursing home.
Even after the stroke.
I wasn't alone, though.
Most of the time my dad was right next to me.
And the rest of the family...but mostly it was just me and him....him and me. Grammar check.
When he picked me up after staying the weekend, he would come in and chat.
She would start trying to pick a fight every time, though. But he still came in.
He was there for them, too.
He was there right next to my g-pa when died. I  left the room a few minutes before it happened.
My g-ma died in the night. But I'm sure he would have been there, too.
He had to handle all things left over from my g-parent's.
Basically, over the course of all this, I have learned some things.
1: G-parents only live once... We all only live once. Be there for them.
2: Don't be afraid to cry your eyes out. I just did while I was typing this.
3: Don't ever leave my niece and nephew...EVER! 
I'm tied with their other Uncle as their favorite Uncle.
They love me soooo much.
I remember what it was like to have favorite..................
4: Be there for your parents. Like I said, you only have them once.
5: Be like my dad and never leave parent's side.
6: Repeat the cycle over and over. Through generations.
Weird. I didn't even think of a blog post for this picture.
I forgot what it really meant.
But, sometimes pictures can see a thousand words.