My life completely changed the rainy night two police officers arrived at my door to inform me that my only son David had passed away in a terrible car accident. His wife Vanessa survived the crash without a single scratch and put on a highly dramatic display of grief at his funeral. Only two days later she arrived at my house and forced my two year old twin grandsons Jeffrey and George into my arms along with a single bag of their clothing. She coldly stated that she refused to live in poverty and simply drove away to live her own life.Raising two toddlers at sixty three years old quickly drained my retirement savings and forced me to work double shifts at a local grocery store. To make extra money I began mixing custom herbal teas in my kitchen at night and selling them at the local farmers market. Over the next ten years my small evening project grew into a massive business with a large warehouse and several employees fulfilling orders across the state. While my company expanded rapidly my greatest joy was raising my grandsons in a peaceful home completely free from their absent mother.