Living without parents

Growing without Parents Sometimes I don't understand why people take their parents for granted. I see that not everybody appreciate what parents do in order to get what you want or what are your needs. I just don’t understand why? When I was a kid, I didn’t have the chance nor the opportunity of having my parents ask me what I want or what I need, I didn't even have the chance of knowing parents. I did not had that feeling of being loved, that feeling that if something happens to me, there is someone that will come and pick you up. When I was one month old, I was left with my grandparents; I didn't have that opportunity like most of the kids, that when they opened their eyes for the first time, the first person they see is her mom. I wish that I had that moment in life, that the first person I get to see when I open my eyes would be my mom. I only had the opportunity to see an old lady, my grandmother who had me in her arms. That moment I felt loved and I thought that it was going to be like that forever. I was wrong. I wish that my parents could showed me the love and care that other parents try to give to their kids, but sometimes I see that their kids don't appreciate it. My grandmother along with my grandfather, were the ones in charge of me. They raise me and I was a member of that family. During my child hood my grandparents gave me and showed me love and attention that was necessary, but not that love and attention that I needed. I needed to feel loved more than that love they were giving me. I usually see how other kids play along with their parents, have fun, they eat ice cream together and whenever the little kid fall his mom was their cleaning his tears and hugging him, that is the love I needed. Whenever I wanted to play I didn't had anybody to play with, my grandparents they were always busy. If I wanted ice cream, guess what, I used to run and leave everything that I was doing and wait in front of the house and stand and see how the ice cream