All of my grandparents were living when I was born, although my paternal grandfather died when I was three. I remember him, though; his kindness, the pats on my head, his snow-white hair and blue eyes, his gentle ways.
I wish Paw Paw Wilson could have lived longer, but I have always been thankful for my three remaining grandparents. They were a big part of my life, and although they are gone now, their influence lives on.
My grandson and I spent many happy times together as he was growing up. And if I have influenced Chase only half as much as my grandparents influenced me, I will have been a success as a grandmother.
Chris Holm, an online friend and excellent crime writer, has written a touching tribute to his grandfather, and all grandparents should take the time to read it.
It will warm your heart.
All words and pictures © 2008 Brenda G. Wooley