When my boys were being a little crazy, my grandma told me, "It's OK--grandma understands little boys." She was so thrilled to meet them and it was fun having her dote on them. I tried to take everything in, knowing it might be my last time visiting her house.
Three days after we were there, my grandma fell and was rushed to the hospital. She's in a respite care center and will never return home. I feel like my afternoon there was a small gift, and I hope I always remember the way my grandma took care of us and loved my little family that day.