....thoughts on family, children, books, art and life in general.
Far, Far Away
Tonight I talked to my grandson, Jack, who lives in Portland, OR. He kept saying "Come over, come over?" I wanted to reach out and give him a hug, but the miles are to great. We are lucky. We can afford to make trips every so often. I know lots of grandparents don't have that ability. I try not to be too jealous of my friends who see their grandchildren all the time. I did get to see my granddaughters in KC, KS this weekend which was great. Love being a Nana!