Both of my fathers parents are no longer living, and I am very close with my mothers parents. But I feel like that is not the question the prompt is asking.
I had a close relationship with my fathers mother. Unfortunately, I did not get to meet his father. I called his mother Grammy. I remember going to her small house with one floor, with the kitchen and living room connected. She had slot mini machines, and puzzles everywhere. She also liked to play cards a lot. I remember trying to help her with her puzzles, because she used to babysit me and my cousin Taylor when we were small children. She moved into an apartment later on, and we ended up giving her my cat, Charlotte, because I was too allergic to hold on to her any longer. It was sad, because she was becoming very old and alone in this apartment that was in the oddest place in town. I didn't know what to feel when she was gone, but I'm glad I have our memories together. The smallest things will remind me of her.
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