My grandchildren are no different then my children when I say each of them have a different personality. Some are more laid back and quiet while a couple of them are loud and boisterous.
While I have always had a close relationship with my children, it has become even stronger in the last year.
The weather the past few days have been dark and cloudy making ones disposition hard to maintain. The day was no brighter on this memorial day as my children and grandchildren headed out to the cemetery to visit my mom and dads gravesite.
It is the past three days that has me questioning why the hell I continue to live in Minneapolis when the weather is so unbearably artic cold.