Happy Trails Left Behind

The boys left this morning with their Mama, after visiting for a week. As soon as they pulled out of the driveway everything in the house reminded me of their stay. The Cheerios in the corner of the love seat. The little post-it notes with Abe's scribbling on it. The sensitive wipees in the bathroom, and the bowl with baby washcloth in it. Too much. I want them to stay forever. Even Abe came all the way back in the house to give me a second kiss goodbye. My heart is breaking. We live in the same state, I do not know how other grandparents handle it, if they live far away from their young'uns.

I will be able to look at the visit in retrospect and say what a blessing it was, but as of right now this moment, I am sad. I know it's mental pause. They are too precious for words.