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They Can Come Home Agin...

It's been a while since I've blogged but I'm entering a new experience in my life and I thought it would be fun (I'm determined to make it fun!) to do an audio documentary so to speak.

Here's the opening crescendo - My lovely 35 year old daughter, her fantastic 35 year old husband and their two children, a 6 year old little girl and a 2 1/2 year old little boy live in central MA. When my son-in-law got a new job it was their golden opportunity to move to the area the always wanted to live in - Northampton. My husband and I were all for it. It would mean they would only be an hour away and we could see them move often, not to mention we were thrilled they were finally going to be able to fulfill their dream...

One little glitch - They had to sell their home in Central MA. A task that did not turn out to be easy. And here, both my daughter and I had watched endless home shows where couples have such an easy time of selling their house - just hire a stager and voila!

Many months of no bids and finally, a deal. Not even a bad deal. But here too a glitch. The new buyer wanted the house within 4 weeks.

My kids were cautious. They wouldn't look at homes until theirs was a done deal.

So, noe it's a done deal. They have to be out by Feb.11!!

Here's what I said to my daughter on the phone - without hesitation mind you, because - many reasons - we are parents who always want to be there to help our kids in any way we can, none of us could come up with a better option since we fortunately have plenty of room, we saw the beauty of getting closer to our grandpchilden.

Okay, and my son-in-law likes to do all the shopping and cooking - maybe my husband and I could get in on this perk...


Our friends said it mean a lot of changes...

Oh, not really. Well, yes, of course there will be some changes...

I started thinking of my quiet mornings, my frequently quiet afternoons, okay and plenty of quiet evenings.

But then I thought who wants so much quiet. I'm ready to change all that quiet for interacting with my kids and grand-kids  and fit in the quiet times when I can).

Oh sure there will be issues - but won't it feel great to work them all out successfully!

My husband and I want to make this a good...no great...experience.


But...but then there's the dog. The snarling, incontinent, deaf dog... He'll be a challenge!

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