When I started college, they sent me cards and care packages, and we talked every week, more than I talked to my parents.
They came to my graduation and bought me a bottle of champagne. They've given me money for every holiday for the past couple years because they know how much I've been struggling financially. They even disregarded their lease and faced potentially being evicted so I could live with them when I had no place else to go.
My uncle spends a lot of weekends cooking in large quantities, most of which he ends up bringing over to me.
Today they brought me chili, pasties, French onion soup, chocolate covered strawberries, and some Valentines candy.
I only wish I could repay just a small amount of what they've done for me.
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