Not only one of the saddest days for me but also for Oliver & Jemima. Two days ago at the funeral of my grandmother I held my children’s hands, standing beside their great grandma’s graveside, understanding that they did not know how to react to the passing of this person who had been so much a part of their life. One day I hope they will understand that grandparents don’t need much more from their grandchildren, except love. And that was never in short supply. 
Ours is not a unique story. Grandparents and grandchildren have a very special connection. They always have and they always will. Long after her death I hope that both my memories of my grandparents & that of my children are as clear and beautiful as when the events were actually happening. Goodbye and god bless.
