Tell me that all grandmas feel this way. Leaving MO is one of the hardest things I do. I try so hard not to cry in front of Addie. I remember my grandma standing in the driveway crying every time we left there. Even though it isn’t a bad memory, I always felt sad leaving her crying and I don’t want Addie feeling sad because of my crying. I drive and drive . . about 5 hours into the trip home, my heart is hurting and tears are falling again. That’s the point where I could turn around and go back or . . keep going home. I know my place is in Texas . . for now . . and Chad, Nicole and Addie need their time without Granny so I keep driving west.
By the time I’ve been in the car for 10 hours, my weedy little driveway looks really good! Rita, Speck and Boots were quite happy to see me. Cat . . not so much. A week is a long time and either she has forgotten me or she’s punishing me for leaving her for for so long. She was happy to get my car back and within minutes, she was back on her perch but she wants nothing to do with me.
It will be nice to sleep in my own bed tonight and I’m betting it will be one of those rare nights when I’m in bed quite early!