One of the real gips in life is that it has to end, and often end way quicker than any of us would like. One of the issues we have when growing up is accepting death is simply a part of life. But it is still a gip.
It is also a gip that some things live longer than others. Why does a giant tortoise get to life for close to 100 years when your precious dog or cat has to check out in 15? Same thing with people.
Wouldn’t it be great if being a grandparent automatically extended your life for 100 years or more? I sure do, because boy I would like to get to know my grandparents now that I am old enough to honestly appreciate them.
Both sets of grandparents must have been simply amazing people. Not at all content with what they had “in the old country”, they left everything and everyone they knew and moved across the miles to a new country and began a new life.They not only sacrificed everything for their new life; but I can’t help thinking they also did it for the children they had yet to have and their children’s children.
I want to know how much they knew about a America. I want to know what it is they thought they knew about America and what their plans were and how well they got to live those dreams.
My Dad used to tell me the they knew the streets of America were paved with gold (figuratively not literally) and that everyone here was free. Free to do and be whatever they could be. They knew that the Statue of Liberty stood in New York Harbor and that her lamp was lifted beside the golden door.
Thank God they saw the light!
Happy 4th of July everybody!!
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