I am currently looking up info about some very old pokemon cards and it turns out I have promo cards from the opening of the pokemon center NYC store. This can only mean that my grandpa somehow dragged me into the store around the holiday season bc the opening was in November 2001. I don't remember going but somehow I ended up with these cards I have kept around with my other ones not remembering their story. I remember other things I got at the Pokemon Center like some plushies, a lot of my GBA games, and my GBA SP. I am selling the cards with my other ones bc I honestly don't collect the cards and have other pokemon things from my grandpa that mean more to me. I found my old Pikachu plush that I carried around so much I wore out part of his back fur bc I held his tail like a handle to much. I am shocked I still have him and that he's in good condition. He's been by my side while I dealt with some horrible health issues these past few months. So have Pokemon games. I have been stuck in bed or in a hospital chair getting chemo and playing Pokemon has been a game changer. I keep switching between games on my 3DS, GBA SP, or Switch. It's nice knowing Pokemon is my weird connection to my grandpa bc he really did get me every game as a kid and supported me being a nerd. If he was around right now he would go crazy for the switch bc of it's technology. I am glad the Pokemon games are still a thing so I have a weird remember connection to my grandpa ❤️ Tldr: I miss my grandpa bc I am looking into stuff that means he really cared about my love of Pokemon as a child. Even if I can't remember that moment with him I have other Pokemon moments and and old Pikachu plush still by my side. (Btw it's early as heck right now for me and I need to go back to sleep so I hope this all makes sense)
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