We’re off to America this morning. It will be a quick visit and then back here to England. I’m excited to see family and friends and catch up at with my associates at my U.S. office (the main purpose of my trip). Deb’s coming, too. And Bess and Travis and Anna and Noah will be on our flight. Sadly, it’s time for them to say goodbye to England.
It’s been a wonderful three weeks having them here but alas all good things must end. I will hold on dearly to the memories:
Noah running to great me at Heathrow; jumping up and down while shouting, “Pawpaw, Pawpaw, Pawpaw!”
Anna loving all the animals at the farm; especially feeding the lambs and ‘bunny cuddle time’.
Bedtime rituals replete with prayers, kisses and tight squeezes.
Raincoats, umbrellas and wellies. And splashing in puddles!
Playing in our back garden; watching for tractors, trucks and airplanes.
Giggles and belly laughs.
Watching Anna and Noah trod on sacred ground and walk through historic places and hoping that some of this will be a memory for them one day.
Listening to Anna speak with her ‘English accent’ and wondering if she was even aware that she was. “Nana, would you like a cuppa tea?”
We’ve had some big adventures, we six. We’ve been to castles and cathedrals. We’ve toured big cities and small villages. We’ve seen some amazing places together. We’ve walked through history. But for me it’s always the little things that stick. And this morning I just need one more tight squeeze and one more special England kiss. Make that two…