It has been a week. Long, hot, exhausting. We didn't stop for a minute. I feel summer slipping away, and I am determined to squeeze every last bit of fun before my little boy leaves and becomes big. Just four short weeks and he will be a kindergartener.
I am mixed about it. I look forward to time with the baby, but I worry the quiet will be overwhelming. He is such a big part of this home.
I have big plans to keep myself busy, like ridding the gold door knobs, decluttering everywhere. Maybe painting something.
Last week though, we packed up and headed North. My Grandma needed to meet Grant. It was way overdue.
As I sat in her room one night I was overcome with tears. There, hangs a picture of her and my grandpa. To look at her today and look at that picture made me feel as if we were in some parallel universe. The people in that picture were worlds away.
Life happens so fast that sometimes it takes my breath away. It is such a blessing to be surrounded with people that love us and our kids. Grandma laughed at the boys so much for things that we see everyday. It caused me to pause and remind myself to soak it in. That in a moment this will seem a world away.
The boys were able to meet cousins they had never met, revisit old an old one. And see some of my family. It was good to extend their family, even if it was just by a few. I want them to know that they are not alone in this world, and that family will always be there. Even if they are a world away.
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