All throughout my life my mother and her father, my grandfather, has not got along. I can not remember the last time I even saw or talked to him. What I do remember is how he use to give me chocolate when I was little and how he taught me to ride a bike. I do not know why my mom and my grandfather do not get along but I really wish they did. I would like to be able to see him and talk to him. This space betweem them, I think, is never going to close, never going to get any better. This fight is like a civil war because it is between family.
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