My grandpa is about as tall as me; my grandmother is even shorter. They’re in their 80s, but they’re still as spry and lively and funny as they were decades ago. My grandparents love to laugh, even though they’ve been through so much hardship. my grandparents born in the countryside, born into lives of hard farm labor. they grew up, came together in an arranged marriage, had children, survived the nanking massacres. they eventually left china for taiwan, amidst the communist takeover. they’ve watched their three children grow up, have children of their own, seen the world spin in circles around them, and yet they can still “hang.” they are living proof that if you can stick through the bad, things will be all right at the end…
i’ll see if i can get a pic of them up soon. :)