The highest praise

I got an email the other day from my mother. She said that my grandmother (Babi) said that if my grandfather (Pop) were alive he would have sold the house in New Jersey and moved to Vermont. That he would love the farm. My mom thought Pop "would have been intrigued for many months/years with all the problem solving issues that go on and on with any adventure like yours."

I've read that email many times, and it still makes me cry. I know how silly that sounds. But sometimes I think, what on earth do we think we're doing? So it's really nice to feel like we have the support of our family, maybe even the support of some of those members who are no longer with us.