A six year old doesn't care
why his Nana chooses to live in Southern California over Dallas where
he lives. He only knows that he misses and needs his Nana close by so he can visit frequently (every chance he gets). We've been bonded so deeply from the beginning of his life. I came back to Dallas three months ago for a visit with him and I just knew it was where I was supposed to stay. For now I live in the Ramada Inn in a little two room suite and it's enough. My furniture is in storage here and my car's being shipped back from Cali. I've got my eye on an apartment around the corner from his and he can pop over often once I move there. I believe that sowing into his life with my presence and my encouragement wrapped in doting love is what that little boy needs and this Nana needs to do. So once again I'm back. Yeah, there are mosquitos and flies in Texas (I swear I never saw any in SoCal) the air conditioning life is normal seven months of the year (75 degrees Fahrenheit is the average temperature year round in San Diego), but nothing takes the place of that little boy's presence. I'll be staying in Dallas. Smile.
