My daughter is leaving her husband and going down to L.A. today to look for a place to live. Far braver than I am, she's willing to pack up the kids and wander off in search of a home where she knows no one. I always had to have at least one friend before I could move away like that.
I'm glad we've had these past few months to walk together every day and bond before we are so far apart. I guess I will be burning up the miles between here and L.A. on a regular basis. As I remember it's an all day bus trip if I chose to go that way rather than brave the traffic.
So I'm feeling a little sad. I'm going to have to work on ways to feel connected to my grandsons across the distance. Perhaps I will write stories for them and record myself reading them on dvd.
On the bright side, soon my friends Becca and Tom will return and live nearby again. I can't wait to see them.
