Today the boys and I flew home from our two week visit to see family in northern California. We had a great trip, enjoying the summer weather (not too hot thank goodness), friends, family and being on the Ranch. As always it was hard to say goodbye, but unfortunately that is an aspect of not living close to family.
Yes, we could live farther away, like across the country, but it still isn’t easy even if the flight is short, especially for times like this when we don’t have our next trip down planned. Luckily my sister, brother-in-law and nephew will be coming to visit in a few weeks, so that gave the boys something to focus on. However we don’t have a time scheduled to see my parents or Jim’s family.
While I love where we live it is getting more difficult for me to be away from my family and raise the boys away from their grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins. The house I grew up in was only 50 feet from my Dad’s parents and most of my Dad’s side were only five miles away. My mom actually ran a mini daycare for my cousins and us, so needless to say we were close. This provides the basis for my strong sense of family and my will to be close by.
I had hoped that Jim and I would have been able to move back down by now, but there hasn’t been an opportunity to make it possible. Don’t get me wrong if we did move there would be a lot I would miss about the Seattle area, but the pull of family is just too strong.
My sister and I are best friends, couple that with our children being close in age (Will and Oliver only five months apart) and I wish that we were within driving distance of them. She is pregnant (due on my birthday) and I would give anything to be able to be there when he is born. The cousins are as close as possible given we only see each other every few months. We are the only aunt and uncle her kids will have, because my brother-in-law is an only child. It is important to me that they know what a wonderful relationship that can be and we work hard at making the time for each other.
So as we get home today, it will be nice to sleep in our own beds and enjoy the Seattle summer (please oh please weather gods,) but we will miss Yaya, Papa, Auntie Steffi, Unkie Paul, Oliver, Grandma, Grandfather, Auntie Jean, Uncle Steve, Emily, Matt and Dan.
Do you live close to your family? How does it effect your relationship?