The Weeds

Once again the weeds have popped up. Usually it is one. This time it was two .I call them the weeds because you never know where they will pop up. I arrived in Massachusetts yesterday and heard a familiar voice from behind me. I turned around to find my sister and brother in law. After the shock wore off, I asked when they got here. I had just spoken to her and she said she was eating at the local bagel store. She was really in Boston at the time. That's the dangerous part of cell phones. No one knows where you really are. They traveled 250 miles to meet my new granddaughter, their great niece. The plan was for them to meet her in a few weeks, but my sister could not wait! We spent the evening holding and feeding the baby and just staring at her beautiful face. I was so touched that they would make the trip, just for one day, to see my baby.