If I had known then what I know now, I wouldn't have fretted for the first year.
When GK was a baby, I stayed home with her and Shelley went to work. That lasted for 2 1/2 years. Then Shelley got married. In the next year and a half, SM and I moved back into my childhood home and Shelley's family stayed on in our old house. That April on my birthday, Shelley gave GK a brother. I never really got to be Oma to Ry, it didn't fit into their family plan. And then they all moved south the summer GK turned 7.
That separation from them was really difficult for me. GK and I cried for days and then everytime we talked on the phone. I would call her at bedtime and read a bedtime story to her.
And the reunion 3 years ago was amazing and a little frightening. Ry was 3 years older than when I last saw him and he had no idea who I was. But in the last three years, we have all made up for lost time.
|this was our first blog party after they came home|
So I will just call it Happy Omaversary.
All of the inhabitants of Casa de Cuckoo celebrated and won't ever take each others company for granted again.