Seven weeks ago, we packed up the car and started our long journey from Florida to Colorado. Now, after 42 days away from home, we’re headed back.
And while saying good-bye has never been my thing, this trip’s good-bye is even harder. The sting of leaving even stronger.
Three days ago I met my first niece. I gazed into her beautiful face and, no joke, it was love at first sight. I felt something for this precious little girl that I have never felt before.
Leaving her so soon with the uncertainty of when I’ll get to hold her next is heartbreaking to say the least. Knowing she will be growing and changing in my absence twists up all my insides. The thought of not being a part of her everyday tears apart my soul.
I waited, anxiously, for weeks for her to arrive. I sat beside her mommy through the hours and hours of labor, holding her and comforting her. Through it all, I’ve gotten to really know her daddy. So many days of anticipation.
And just like that, it’s time to say good-bye.
Life goes on. My children miss their daddy and we’re ready to get home. We have obligations waiting for us. Friends who have been waiting our return to Florida.
But I know as we drive away, as I leave “home” yet again, a piece of me will be staying behind. A piece of my heart will always remain with that sweet girl.
Parents always wonder if there is enough love in their hearts for multiple children and while I’ve experienced the infinite love of a parent, becoming an aunt to this baby girl has shown me, yet again, how the heart always has room for more.
Bitter Sweet! Safe travels home! I have labored with all my daughters for each precious baby! It’s life changing! It’s such an honor to be part of their entry into this world! I have been truly blessed! I know your sister will always treasure this another special bond you two will share! 💕