pining for the grandparents...
>> Sunday, January 3, 2010
For the past two years, my folks lived about 2 miles away. It was the closest we've been together since I was 15 and left home for academy.
If I had to choose when to live near family, this was a good year to pick. Being pregnant, giving birth, and then learning to care for a new baby gave me extra appreciation for the wisdom and comfort of the older generation.
Sadly, when we moved, they did too.
In the opposite direction.
Now, instead of being 3 minutes away - we are more than 6 hours apart. And we miss you like the dickens already!
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