|During my brother-s wedding, my mother managed to keep from crying --- until she glanced at my grandparents.
My grandmother had reached over to my grandfather-s wheelchair and gently touched his hand.
That was all it took to start my mother-s tears flowing.
After the wedding, Mom went over to my grandmother and told her how that tender gesture triggered her outburst.
“Well, I am sorry to ruin your moment” Grandmother replied, “but I was just checking his pulse to see if he was still alive.”