A little piece of my heart

I never gave much thought to what being a Grandmother would be like.

I just figured one day I would be, and that, of course, I would love whatever little people came along.

 

But, OH MY!

 

This little girl has a piece of my heart.

It goes with her when she goes back home with her mommy next week.

And I will be missing her like crazy, almost as much as I miss her mommy.

I hate it that she lives so far away, but even in that I am fortunate. 

I got to see her in August. I'm seeing her now. I will see her in October and November and December.

And I don't know exactly when or how, but I'm going to make sure that I see her in the winter, too.

And then I know that I will see her next spring when she welcomes her new brother or sister.