I was so lucky to have my maternal grandmother alive til I was 13 y, I am the youngest of 4 siblings. She was a gem ❤ but at age 83 she got a stroke and passed 2 months later. My maternal grandfather lived til I was 25 - he had severe dementia, the old type where they want to go back home to their mom, with nasty language. My children grew up in my mothers house, on her farm - then I ran the farm for a few years, and she was the go to for homework and all - one of us was always there. In less than a month my mother turns 90 years and she is still driving her car, also to town and she do not live close to town. My children talk to her on the phone on a regular basis, and I know they love 💖 The value of her participation in being part of bringing up my children can not be valued in money or gold!