Yesterday, Joey Gomes, my mother-in-law, Peter Gomes III's mom died. She was the last of the grandparents.
Today, I am feeling confused. I don't remember the transition when the last of my grandparents died. It just seemed normal. We started having Christmas at my mom and dad's house instead of going to the grandparents.
It's a different perspective when you are the grandparent instead of the child or grandchild. It's a repositioning in my mind. It probably seems normal to my kids and grandkids but I'm having a hard time with " there is no one before me left". I know it's the normal process of life but when you realize the end is closer; in my mind it gets confusing.
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