My oldest relative is my aunt. She is around 78 years old.
My paternal grandfather is 92 years. He still lives at home with his wife. Gets out and about by himself.
My Nan is 78. Love her to pieces
My grandmother, who is 82. She’s the best.
87 or 89, I think.
95! He’s my step dads father
92yo grandma (I’m 16)
My one aunt’s husband he’s around 92 or something.
Next in line is my fathers brother, my uncle, he’s 89 years old.
My father is 87 years old.
My paternal grandmother is 91 years old.
My father is 82 and his brother is 95
People in my family tend to live until they’re 85-89 years old if their deaths are attributed to old age.
(We had one car accident, one who drowned, and one who drank himself to death.)
My grandma is 94 and she still nearly beat me at scrabble last night. I think she might live forever.
Grand aunt, grandmothers sister. Turns 92-93 something this year. Still gets around like a woman half her age.
One of my aunt’s on my dad’s side. No idea how old they are, though. My dad is 72 and he’s the youngest by a few years, so probably 80ish.
My maternal grandmother was 94 when she died December 7.
I think my aunt is 92. All my grandparents are gone. I’m 44.
My dad at 74. The longest that I know of is my grandmother at 90, but she died in 2000.
My Uncle George just passed away recently, at the age of 102. I doubt I’ll make it that far
My husband’s grandpa is 92 years old, I think. Or he might be 91.
He is really nice. But he can’t hear very well and refuses to get new hearing aides / or get the hearing aides adjusted. So, we kinda have to yell when we’re talking to him. But he’s super sweet. He’s pretty “there”, if you know what I mean. His cognition is still strong. No dementia!
My grandma just turned 90. She’s blind and might be developing dementia. She says the most bizarre things, like when watching a 1950’s show on YT, she says things like “oh, that lady just died. She died so young”… But in reality the TV star died a while ago at an old age. And sometimes she forgets where shes lives (with my uncle and his nurse wife) and she say things like “why are we here? I want to go home…”
Very sad, really. But I love her. I plan to paint her toenails and fingernails, soon. In fact, I think I’ll call her or my uncle about when I can go over to do that.
Grampa is 80. His parents lived past 95 (both of them) so hopefully he does too, I love him lots.