It's always so difficult to say good-bye. We are not big on long good-byes. Just a hug, kiss, promise to stay in touch, and "we go," as Grannie says. Prolonging the farewell only makes it more difficult.
This was our way of doing things on the many airport runs when I'd fly to Chicago on my own to visit Grannie. She'd usually drop me off at the curb and be on her way. It wasn't that she was ready to be rid of me or I of her -- it was just that it was time to go.
The visits always pass too quickly, which is a blessing really, since that means we enjoy them so well we hardly notice the passage of our time together until it has ended. So it has been this week Grannie has spent with us. It seems like she just got here, and now she is headed home.
I miss her already.
chocolate granola
10 years ago
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