So I just had an epiphany. For so long I’ve focused on the negative aspects of my experiences with my grandparents. Shoot, my parents too. But that may be due to the fact that when people hurt you it is easier to look at the pain and ignore or overlook the great memories. It may be because I wanted more than just stuff. It may be because I was angry and bitter about circumstances. After looking at my uncle’s tribute from seven years ago, I am more convinced to continue to see the positive aspects of life with these four individuals. I got the best parts of me from each of them.