Source of comfort in painful times

TWO YEARS ago my beautiful 8-year-old grandson was diagnosed with brain cancer. Who were the people we could cry with, talk to, share information with, worry with, grieve with? Absolutely, the other set of grandparents. Who sustained the angst of worry and love for the family and especially the lone sibling after his death? The other set of grandparents. I know we aren't the only ones. Look across the generation and you may see someone who in the most painful of circumstances loves your grandchildren as much as you do.