Since arriving here last Friday at my daughter's house in Mission, this morning is the first time that Makai, our wee grandson, has been away with his mom. Even in just a few days, after being around him constantly, it feels strange not wondering where he is at any given moment. When we leave here to head for warmer weather in the fall, I can already tell that we will have great difficulty saying goodbye and then there will be two grandchildren.
I predict plenty of tears in the forecast!
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