I got to thinking about my grandparents last night. For the longest time I had all four of them still with me. Then, this past year, in 2012, my last living grandparent died a few days before Christmas.
I lived in a small town where a trip to my grandparents’ houses took 5 or 10 minutes max. I would spend week long trips with them. I would have overnight stays with them. I would see them every single holiday. They would come to my house every Christmas and I would show them every single present that I got. And they acted interested and were never bored with me. Oh how I wish that they were all still here. To see how my son has grown. To see where my life has taken me. And I am sad that my parents do not get the opportunity to spend time with their grandson like I did with all four of my grandparents.
If you are in your late 30s or early 40s and you still have your grandparents with you, you are a very lucky person.
I love you George, Joan, John and Eileen.