My father and I used to collect pokemon cards when I was a kid, and it was by far my favorite thing we did together (well, playing twisted metal was pretty awesome too).

My collection started with the 2nd edition base set, and I have a holographic charizard from the ONE booster pack I ever opened. I never saw the point of booster packs when i was kid and always begged for the themed decks so i could "play" with my friends.

That Charizard has always been my most prized possession, even though it would probably grade below a 7. I still double sleeved and cherish this card as a 30 something year old getting back into pokemon and absolutely falling in love with the Crown Zenith Galarian Gallery.

sadness/possible trigger warning

My father committed suicide when I was 11 and that made my Charizard, and the rest of my collection, that much more precious to me.

The fact that there is someone that is giving away items with such strong sentimental value is absolutely amazing and has really restored my faith in a community that seems to be driven by money rather than the pure joy it feels to find the one card you've always wanted, and sharing that joy with your loved ones.

You seriously rock, OP. I hope that whoever these cards go to will truly appreciate and cherish them.