One Day Off

I went away overnight but it seems like I have been gone for a week. My schedule is off. It feels like a Monday but it is a Tuesday. I feel refreshed but sad. The more people that I leave when I return home from New England, the longer it takes to get my heart back to New York. I have a huge picture of my older granddaughter that sits on my computer table. I need to get one of my younger granddaughter to even out the other side. When I look at this photo, I feel like I am talking directly to her. We became buddies this weekend because as she gets older she understands exactly who I am. From the moment I walked in, it was as if I saw her the day before. She was immediately warm to my parents and sister. She hugged and kissed them and sat on their laps as if their visit was a weekly occurrence. Just seeing that warms my heart.