It is quite natural that grandchildren should prefer their Grandparents even more than their birth parents! Unfortunately, I grew up a highly dysfunctional family where affection was almost non existent. My Grandparents were even more demanding than my parents! Granddad was the best of the lot and when he died, it was easily a loss, however so when my Grandmother asked – no demanded that I spend a area of the holidays with her, it was the last thing I wanted to do. In the end, my mother guilted me into going.
Grandmother lived on a farm in the high country, where creature comforts were not regarded as something of much importance. There was no form of temperature control; no Heating plus Air Conditioning plan to cool the house in summer season or deliver heat in Wintertime. I knew it would be snowing in those mountains at this time of year, so I decided to take lots of jackets, many coats and a tiny area furnace as well. Imagine my surprise when I entered Grandmother’s house and easily felt warm! Clean, warm, comforting air surrounded me love a big hug.
Grandmother giggled (something not normal for her) and explained that my father had had radiant heating installed in her house. I took off my shoes and my toes felt the best they ever had. The hot air, generated from sizzling water in pipes below the floor, was rising, as hot air does, and working its magic to transform a frigid old house into a warm, comfortable stadium, and radiant heating also seemed to have warmed my Grandmother’s heart!
Every one of us had the best time ever.