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The Grandmas Go Home
I grew up in the same town as both my grandmas. I saw them weekly, sometimes daily. They watched me change through the years. They saw me on every birthday. My children are having a different experience. Their times with grandparents are an oasis of a few weeks in a long desert of a year. There are lots of phone calls and email to keep in touch in between, but it isn't quite the same. It was especially tough on my mom as she kissed sweet baby J6 goodbye, knowing how much she will change in the months to come. I am thankful for their willingness to travel so far to invest time in the lives of those they love. Despite the distance, we will probably see them at least once more this year, maybe twice. Today will be a long day as I look around the house and hear the echoes of their precious voices.; they will not be far from my heart. Grace and Peace Leave a Comment { Last Page } { Page 8 of 30 } { Next Page } |
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