I’ve been gone from my grandchild for a week. I do miss him terribly.
It reminds me of the first time I left my three children when they were small.
I convinced my husband that we deserved a trip without the children. I had a babysitter I could trust, so I didn’t feel the least bit guilty. Not at first. But, as the week went on, I realized I had a big empty hole in my heart that the children filled.
Later, when they went to camp it was hard too. It did prepare me for the time they would grow up and leave.
Now, it’s been a long time since I had children. Like my mother always told me, “it’s like a dream.”
The Grandchild Brought It All Back
I feel fortunate to experience those feelings again. Naturally, I come in a very far second or third. But, his little smile of appreciation when he sees me brings those memories back. It’s nice to get a little piece of heaven again.