I'm just jealous

Jealous of all the memories people usually share with their grandparents, or about them. Sorry if this sounds too negative, since the title of the section is not about that, but it's not that bad, trust me. I just need to speak this out.

My granparents are not good people. They all are parents who didn't really love their children, and that's something I always felt since I was a kid. The only one who had good heart was my father's dad, but I never get to know him; he died when I was too young, but I do remember what a beautiful and kind smile he had.

My father's mom is not actually that bad, but... she is also not good. When she and my father's dad first met, he was in love with another girl. But then my grandmother lied and said that he slept with her and that she was pregnant. That was a total lie, but +60 years ago it would have brought a bad name upon my grandparents. So my grandfather found himself forced to marry her. I don't know how he lived all his life, but that house where he lived was not a place of joy. So many years have passed since the last time I went there to see my grandmother. I don't miss her, and I know she doesn't miss me. Probably she doesn't even know my face anymore. Not that I care, of course.

My mother's parents... they are the worse. They never truly loved their children, how could they possibly love their grandchildren? They throw out their own boy because "he was as faggot", and always said bad things about my mother. They never truly loved me or my sisters. Years ago, my mother's dad said to her "I don't have any children!". How can you say that to your own daughter, who even hating you so much, still she cares about your own good?
Right now they're dying, slowly. And losing their mind. And now they want all of us to be with them, and I just can't. My mother is all stressed, because they can't be alone and she is now forced to be there with them. We're all waiting for them to die. I don't want them to suffer, but I don't want my mother to be like this anymore neither.
I won't miss them. Neither my sisters will. Neither my father. Even my mom, when they die, she will feel liberated at last.

So I've always felt just a little sad and jealous of all that beautiful and precious relationship people had with their grandparents, and of all that love. Just a little bit.

Maybe that's why I really like stories about the love between grandparents-grandchildren. I find them heart-warming.

So yeah, if you love your grandparents... treasure them <3