Sunday, July 24, 2011

Miles A Heart

One thousand three hundred and twenty miles. That's how far away our granddaughter lives from us. It is one of the hardest things in the world to be so far away from her. My bonus daughter, her mother, texts us pictures frequently, but it's just not the same. I want to hold her and love her and kiss her and squeeze her precious little cheeks!!

Our beautiful little angel will be a year old in less than a month. It hardly seems possible that a whole year has gone by already. We have seen her twice. The last time was in June, when she was 10 months old. She was already trying to walk and had NINE teeth!! IMPOSSIBLE! How could she be so big already?? Where had the time gone??

Being a military family we move a lot and seldom live near our families. My parents and in-laws used to tell me all the time how hard it was, only seeing the grandchildren a few times a year. I never fully understood until I became a grandparent myself. Of course you miss your children, but somehow there is something very different about missing a grandbaby. My heart aches, knowing that she is growing and changing every day and we are not there to see it.

We went through the same situation with my bonus daughters. They have always lived with their mother so we were not there for many of their milestones either. It's been so difficult to watch them grow up from a distance and only see them sporadically, and now we are starting the process all over again with our granddaughter. It's truly heart-wrenching.




Isn't she gorgeous!? Blond wispy hair, bright blue eyes, and a big smile that melts me every time I see it. Her picture is my screensaver on my computer and on my cellphone. She is everywhere I go, even if not in the physical sense.  As much as I wish she could be in my arms right now, I know it's not possible, and that breaks my heart. I look forward to the day when she can babble with me on the phone.

For now, I'm having a TON of fun buying baby girl clothes and toys. Since I had boys I never got the chance to do all this, and Jason's girls were way past the infant and toddler stages when we met. She is a precious gift from God, our sweet little granddaughter, and no matter how many miles there are between us, love will always bridge the gap.

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