On The Road Again
Goodbye kisses are awfully sweet. I love you, too, Gramma. Tight hugs. Fond eye locks. And then they're off to get smarter and see friends. Back to their regular routines, while TBG and I pack up our memories and fly away. We have a sense of how their days go. We met their coaches and their friends. Their puppy and TBG renewed their love affair. The mall emptied itself into our carry bags. The visit was a success. It always feels too short.