Ok so my grents in WV I call them maw-maw and paw-paw, I love them to death. Going up there its like a compleatly different world, my maw-maw is bout to be 74 and my paw-paw is gonna b 75 in July. I, for the most part have the upmost respect for them. There are some things I disgree with them bout, but that’s any other relationship a person has with another. I love seeing them and yet at the same time I almost hate it cause everytime I see them one of them is bound to talk to me about my weight. I know I’m bigger than I should be and I work at it, it almost seems its not enough for them. I know better than that, I just hate always having that talk.