I was very little when my grandmother passed away. I can barely remember her face, all I have are some memories of the stories I heard from my parents when I was a child, acting childish with her. After being mature I didn't get to feel the warmth of any of my grandparents, may Allah bless them.
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My grandma also passed away two months after my parents' wedding. My grandfather was a farmer and didn't have enough money to send my dad for higher education, so after completing 8th grade, my grandfather's sister adopted my dad. Since I had never seen my biological grandmother for most of my life, I was told that my adopted grandmother was my real grandmother. That's why I call her my grandmother.
All I want to say is, sometimes we lose our relations, but then we find them in new ways. After my grandfather's sister died, we called her another sister of my grandmother because they were both sisters and had a similar resemblance. I always find an elder person to attach to in my life.
Try to find your grandparents in a new form; you may discover a connection with them.
You were really fortunate to have someone as a replacement to fill that empty place, sadly I got/have none.
I still hope you will find someone to fill your heart or you can view the world from my POV.
Okay, I hope so too.