We're leaving.
I've said it before, and I'll say it again... since my parents moved to Florida, I've missed them like crazy. And that would be an understatement. Most of us think that when we're separated from our parents, it's because we chose to leave the nest.
Not so. I didn't chose. But they did, and for what's best for them at this time in their lives. So we're dealing.
And living. And visiting. And loving.
I already have tears for tomorrow. I say it's because my kids will miss their Grammy and Grampy.
But truthfully, there are still so many times in life when I just want my Mommy. Here and now. And she's there, here, always. Just not in the conventional ways. For that, I'm thankful.
