Its been weighing on my mind that my sons did not get enough time with my parents. They departed so early and my boys missed out on so much. They did see them often- 2 -3x a week and  it was always  in a loving environment. Joyous times. Fond remembrance. Having spent so much time with both sets of my grandparents and living next to them while I was growing up, made for long lasting memories.I began to see instead what my duo missed out on  rather than what they had. It took the older one to tell me that they hadnt missed anything at all. They loved and were loved. And they keep that in their hearts. That must be the gift that was left between them. So Im going to say a quiet and heartfelt thank you for the generation before and the generation now. And for passing on your gifts of love and happiness to them. Well done.