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.