Ok so my memory was triggered tonight (in a super wholesome way) and I need to share this story so listen. When I was like 3 or 4 I was in the hospital for an intense asthma attack and it was super stressful for my mom and grandparents. Now as a kid I was super into digimon like

Total super fan status I had all the cards, action figures etc. and my mom just sent me this picture of a digimon card she found IN HER COLLEGE BAG in mint fucking condition

Now here’s the thing my grandparents are super religious and my mom is kinda religious so she kept that card on her as a means of praying for me to be safe cuz it’s angemon he’s an angel. And my grandpa stayed at the hospital and brought me my tiny angemon toy as a means of

keeping me safe and stuff and I just remembered him walking in the hospital with it and the whole point of this thread is that I realized how much my family has always paid attention to my interests no matter what and that touches my damn heart to no end. Love your grandparents

And love your moms cuz damn does that shit mean a lot and that was 20 years ago.