Making Memories

9 days so incredibly short, yet so full.

The waiting of an entire year for family to come visit from lands across the sea. So much has happened since we saw you last- an entire baby was grown and born into our family. . .

Regret and sadness over the shortness of the visit made every day a bittersweet pleasure.

So many gifts, so many smiles, so many hugs and kisses. How I love to see my kids really KNOW their grandparents. Hoping that this occasional dose of family will help them remember you forever!

I gather these moments, these seconds and minutes together like pearls strung together on a bond of love which I can pull out and relive in the days, weeks and months when the ocean parts us again.

I know living so far was a choice I made, long ago. I know we could pine and fret over this, yet again. But this is our reality- this is the life I must now live, and do live with joy (most days) .

How much we enjoyed your spoiling, taking us out to eat so many times.

You will never now how much I appreciated your lightening speed dish washing Mom, so that the dishes rarely made it to the dishwasher these 9 days.

I loved seeing you read to my kids before bed Dad, and bless them with those prayers of blessings you prayed for us as kids.

I adored seeing my kids be silly with you both, and for you to really know them and their personalities.

I so appreciated the times you held my very fussy baby so I could get a little break. And loved the moments when he was peaceful so you could enjoy him. Thank you for knowing how to help without being asked.

Every little memory made these last few days was so dear- and we will treasure them always and count the days till we see you again!

Come again soon Mom and Dad!