It seems that this last week has been about saying goodbye. Grammy and Papa left after a 5 week stay on Friday. Savannah and I took them the airport and I could tell that she wasn't going to handle the departure well. I was right. She cried and cried and didn't want to let go when hugging them goodbye. We tried to explain to her that she will see them again but it didn't have any impact. She adores my parents and (in her words) "wish they lived in our house with us." I wouldn't mind it either as these past five weeks have been much easier than flying solo. What was most heartbreaking about my parents leaving was watching Savannah silently cry in the back seat for 15 minutes while I was stuck in traffic on I-95. How do I take the void away that she feels?
In the end I know it means we did it right. We have fostered a relationship between my children and my parents that is filled with deep love. My parents know Savannah better than anyone with the exception of us as parents. They have their silly games, routine trips to Dunkin Donuts and many on-cue sayings that they have been doing since Savannah was old enough to talk. I feel fortunate to have kids that feel unconditionally loved by their grandparents. I know the twins will follow in Savannah's footsteps. Lila walked out the day after my parents left and said, "Grammy uh Papa, where go?"
Not only did my parents leave but Daddy started back at work today. This is my first day with girls by myself in five weeks. Savannah had a very hard time saying goodbye to daddy last night. She eventually cried herself to sleep with me lying beside her. She wonders why he doesn't get a job closer to home so we can see him everyday. It was the first time she really "called" us on our living arrangement. Of course we would leap at the opportunity of living under one roof but it doesn't seem to be in the cards right now. Unless we win the lottery or the housing market magically changes, we are going to continue down this road for quite some time. I just wish there was a way to fill the emptiness that my big girl feels. She is genuinely sad and mopey at the moment.
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