We buried my Grandaddy today. I have been so fortunate to have made it into adulthood with all of my grandparents still alive and well. I'm so thankful for that. So many people never even had the opportunity to know their grandparents, let alone grow up near them. I grew up about 2 miles from my Daddy's parents and about 3 miles from my Mom's parents. I saw them all the time. Grandmother was the first grandparent that I lost - she was the one I figured would be the very last to go. Now half of my grandparents are gone and I really feel kind of lost. My world is forever changed.
I look at my children and I think how carefree and happy they are and I remember being that way. I wish I could go back and spend some time as a kid again - back in the time when I was a kid. I wouldn't want to do it all over again and I wouldn't want to give up what I have now, but I wish I could just go back and experience those feelings one more time. I long for the days when things were less complicated and life seemed like one big adventure. It's much more burdensome these days.
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