The very first full day that we stayed with my mom, I laid down with my daughter as she fell asleep. She said to me "It feels like our last day, cause the days are so long at Grandma's."
She is right. Somehow this place where time stretched on forever as a child and I couldn't wait to be somewhere else now has the same magic, but it's full of joy and laughter and good times. Almost as if the very time and space of my childhood home has been redeemed just by adding more time and space. I love being here now and listening to my mom and daughter share secrets together. To see my daughter discover things that I feel that I've always known. It's beautiful.