I had one grandparent, but she died when I was maybe 6. The rest were gone well before my parents were married. Having my kids as late as I did I was the grandparent age at all the school meetings. My kids have one grandparent left, but my mom made it to 95 so I'm grateful for that. My dad died when I was 30 and it really changed my perspective on so many things. That first real look at mortality left me unmoored, but it also gave me a clearer picture of what I wanted in my future.

I tell ltc all the time how lucky she is to have four grandparents (really six but she doesn’t see two of them) and to have known a great-grandfather. My dad died when I was a baby, but she’s close with my stepdad.

I started losing Grandparents in 4th grade, but my last one died during COVID, so it's been odd. My dad was born when his parents were 40ish, more than 10 years older than my maternal pair (Both grandpas served in WW2, one at the oldest age to be drafted, and the other the youngest).

My kid(s) will hopefully have long enough to remember their grands, but I doubt all 4 will still be around for graduation. The downsides of sprogging late.

Glad your surgery went well, Susan.

My mother was sick over Christmas, so I sat down at the head of the table, and almost freaked out. I'm not ready to be the matriarch!! But it's coming.

Belated happy birthday, Windsparrow!

Constantly tweaking the cocktail as we see what the body tolerates.

Fingers crossed that it doesn't take too many tweaks to find the sweet spot. {{JZ}}

Some pictures from walking the dogs this morning.

They were great, Gud!

I'm recovering well from my surgery, as far as I can tell

Glad to hear it, Susan.

In other news, I'm still employed but let's just say that it's been a rough couple of days.

Timelies all!

By the time I was a sophomore I didn't have any living grandparents. One died before I was born(I am named after him), one died when I was 11, one died when I was in high school and the last died the summer before my sophomore year.

I had four grandparents growing up, although Papa was technically mom’s stepdad and her biodad died young. My paternal grandfather died when ltc was a few months old. My paternal grandmother died when I was 8, but she had ALS since I was a toddler. She couldn’t speak or communicate in any way as long as I could remember. So, I never actually got to know her. My my maternal grandmother died when I was 16. She died in her 70s, but all her brothers lived until their 90s (one is still alive). She was the only one who smoked, and I’m still bitter about those 20 extra years I could have had with her. And of course Papa died just this last Spring.

Had all my grandparents until I was 26 and then lost three that year. Now I’ve been without them as long as I had them - which is pretty hard to believe. They are definitely a big part of who I am.

ION, I’m giving my phone the stink I willing it not to ring with another cancellation alert. It sounds like several houses in town are without electricity.

No school again tomorrow because of downed power lines.