When my children were born, they had two sets of grandparents and two sets of great-grandparents.  They thought nothing of it, safe within the nurturing embrace of a large and loving family.

I can’t recall whether Son was in kindergarten or first grade, but one day, he arrived home confused and agitated.  He’d discovered a classmate had no grandparents at all.  How could that be?

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*This post was first published during the month of Aug. 2014