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Till next time

Well, they’ve come and they’ve gone.

My Mom, Sister and I had 6 full days together. Add in Hubbs, the boys, grand kids, good friends + Frankie the dog and that garnered us many hilarious and heartfelt moments.  More than once “the look” was exchanged between my sister and me, and all of us laughed ’till our faces ached.

a custom snack bar in their hotel suite :)

They thought the custom snack bar in the hotel suite was awesome 🙂

We enjoyed Tigers baseball in the garage, sunshine on the patio, and meals in and out. We talked politics and current affairs and updates on family, far and wide.  A familiar pinch was felt as we watched the boys hug Nana, their height dwarfing her by a country mile.   And I’ll never forget how wide her grin was when they did.

Go Tigers!

Go Tigers!

Sister and I had time together in the kitchen, prepping and chatting and singing along to songs like we’d always done.  She can relax with me and let her silly side out, which she did more than once.  Her delighted giggles echo in my head still.

Probably should stick to cooking, not photography!

Probably should stick to cooking, not photography!

It was worth it you know. The cleaning, the prep, our efforts to make it all “just so.”

The boys called me out on that, too, urging me to “just relax, have fun, and don’t worry about stuff so much.”  A funny thing that is, hearing my words coming back to me in their voices.

I took their advice & we had a blast winning on the penny machine!

The grands made themselves known and many, many photos were snapped. Priceless.

Frankie's rexhausted!

Frankie’s rexhausted!

Yes, the visit was deep, the emotions were wide, and the ache I feel will have to last me … till next time.

We cannot destroy kindred:  our chains stretch a little sometimes, but they never break.”  ~Marquise de Sévigné

Mom and her only great grand-Daughter, MJ

Mom and her only great grand-Daughter, MJ

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Another excellent adventure

Today’s the day.  The carpets are scrubbed, hotel welcome packs made.

Laundry’s done, supper’s in the crock pot and even old dog is shining.

all this cleaning is stressing me out!

all this cleaning is stressing me out!

Yes, a few last minute errands remain. But, for the most part, we’re ready.

Ready to welcome them in.

You see, my Mom & sister arrive today.

10 months ago, we’d never dreamed of a day like today.

No, at the time, we thought that was the end of future adventures.

But we were wrong.

I’ve written before about her determination and how she mothers;  I’ve written of the pinch felt when I long for my sister.

But today, today all of that will fall away.

Because today, when I stand in that airport waiting area I won’t be ashamed when the tears fall down my cheeks. I won’t care when I hear strangers say “aww.”  I won’t.  I will smile up at my guys and watch as they wipe their tears away, too.  And when my mother and sister appear, we will simply step forward and wrap them up in our love and thank them for coming to us.

And then — then the fun shall commence!

Call it a clan, call it a network, call it a tribe, call it a family.  Whatever you call it, whoever you are, you need one.  ~Jane Howard

 

me, mom & Patti in Branson, MO, 2007

me, mom & Patti on yet another adventure in Branson, MO

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