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.