Four states in four days

I have finally arrived at my mother’s house. We left home last Wednesday from Texas and went through Oklahoma to Arkansas to see my grandparents. They met my daughter for the first time and it was love at first sight for all. I was able to savor a few moments: my eighty-six year old grandfather holding my daughter and talking about when I was a baby; my nieces and my boys getting reacquainted; spending time with my sister without fighting or feeling insecure (old habits die hard); watching my husband deal with my obstinate son with way more patience than I had. Anyway, it has been a great few days. It feels good to be more grown up, more patient with yourself and others, and to have more stamina.