Sometimes the obvious is just not that obvious to me, as I have realized over the last few days. My grandsons have their birthdays two days apart at the end of April, so I always spend time thinking about them this time of year, reviewing the past year and everything that we have done together and experienced. And I also spend time thinking about my role in their lives, and what I bring to the table as a grandmother.
But this year, we laid to rest my aunt at age 100, as the boys turned seven and nine, and the juxtaposition of those two events has made me understand this relationship in a whole new way.
