Reflecting Back for Living Now

I still remember it like it was yesterday. My grandfather had passed away after a long struggle with dementia and after one of the visitations, I brought my grandmother home. During that car ride, she said with an unwavering voice about the man to whom she had been married for the majority of her existence, “We buried him, but it wasn’t him because he wasn’t here anymore. And there is no reason to cry because he is so happy right now. He was a wonderful grandfather and father who raised every...