One day she was here and the next she was gone. We’d been taking care of our granddaughter during the weekdays since September. And although getting up early in the morning to care for her was a bit of a yawn, our dear granddaughter was anything but. We thought we’d have her with us until the end of May. We sort of thought we’d have a few more months. But things happen, don’t they? And now, we not only don’t have her here every day, we can’t see her or hug her or be the recipients of her rare but sticky kisses. Thank ...