Our Thanksgiving house was full for almost a week. There was chaos everywhere...in every room.. every nook & cranny - and it was wonderful! Our quiet home was blissfully loud to the sounds of laughter, talking, screaming (the little ones), crying (again, the little ones) of 13-15 adults and 5 children.
The day after Thanksgiving sent off half of our family back to their homes. We kissed one family and waved til they drove out of site...then we made our next goodbye at the Nashville airport..waving and blowing last kisses through the glass window separating the waiting area from the concourse. Rich & I drove back to town - only to drive around for 2 hours once we arrived. We couldn't bring ourselves to come back to the silence so soon.
Being long-distance parents to two of our children and our three grandchildren is difficult. It seems that gone are the days when whole families lived within the same county lines and Sunday dinner at Grandma's was the norm - life comes first and the scattering happens. Even though we have two children still local we are realistic...we know they will eventually leave to life and places unknown again.
Peace.
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