Going home…as it should be

Maybe that’s the best part of going away for a vacation-coming home again.
Madeleine L’Engle


(mom’s roses / Julie Cook / 2018)

Well…
for both happy and sad, today (yesterday in case you’re reading this today) has finally come.

The day for packing up and having to move from a temporary home back
to a real home has arrived…

This is the part of life’s story when being the adult, the grown-up, the parent,
the grandparent is one of the more difficult roles to play.
Life dictates that I’m supposed to be the one who knows what is best and
simply keep that stiff upper lip.

And so, reluctantly, I do.

We packed up and journeyed homeward.

A wreck, coupled by construction, on 285 had us sitting in traffic for over an hour.

Do you know what a screaming baby sounds like in a car stuck in the middle of
an interstate impasse?
A baby who is happy only as long as the car is moving??

I wanted to roll down the windows for all the truckers and cars alike—telling them this
is what I’m currently listening to so could everyone just please drive
like they’re supposed to!!!

Yet when we finally reached “home”, what a splendid greeting…
Mom’s little lone tea rose bush was in full bloom.

Blooms of anticipation for a great-granddaughter mom never meet here on earth but
who I know she has met long before I had even met my little one.

This wee one has finally come home…a home that was once mom’s home…
a home that was also once my own home.

What a most fitting welcome…

And so whereas I will miss these day to day moments of growth and change…

I know there’s just nothing like one’s own bed and one’s own space…
each providing a welcomed sense of peace

Sweet dreams my precious little wee one…

When you lie down, you will not be afraid;
when you lie down, your sleep will be sweet.

Proverbs 3:24

21 comments on “Going home…as it should be

  1. Lynda Clayton says:

    Beautiful post of a beautiful little child of God!

  2. atimetoshare.me says:

    Thank you for sharing these adorable pictures of your sweet grandbaby. I know your heart is aching, but your visits now will be even more precious, because you will have time to anticipate them, enjoy them and leave. Saying goodbye is the hardest thing to do.

  3. Tricia says:

    Oh she is so precious, love those pictures. It’s a difficult time though Julie, I’m sorry you hav to go through this.

  4. hatrack4 says:

    One of my wife’s favorite stories: Our first son was 9 months old when I left for the Army, but my wife wasn’t finished with the semester yet. My parents drove her from Mississippi to DC. (My school was just south of DC.) From Nashville to just west of Knoxville, my then 11.5 month old screamed. Well over an hour of nothing but screaming, but my Dad knew how far he had to go to make it the rest of way in one day. Our son didn’t want to be held (before car seats were mandatory – and far from comfortable). They checked into a hotel, got the crib in the room, set him into the crib, and he instantly stopped crying and fell asleep. Just like a switch was flipped. My Dad said, “That little rat!”

    I cried buckets two times in my life. When I left to go into the Army without my family, and when I left MS to go to my last active duty assignment in Watertown, MA while they went to Texas to visit relatives. By then we had two sons. Army officers aren’t supposed to cry, are they?

    You aren’t that far away. I hope the pictures keep coming. Beautiful little girl.

  5. Wally Fry says:

    I know you will miss being with her every day!

  6. Sarah says:

    Awww, she’s so cute. Thanks for sharing the beautiful photos.
    I feel for you.

  7. SLIMJIM says:

    Sooo adorable!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  8. Such a beautiful post… and a beautiful baby girl! I know you are both happy and sad, dear Julie! May God surround you with His love and comfort as you transition once more to an empty nest! ❤ ❤

  9. RobbyeFaye says:

    Aww, Julie, I know that must have been so bittersweet.
    She is such an adorably cute baby!!
    Blessings and hugs!

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