My family does this every time. And you'd think I'd get used to it. Or at least know to prepare for it.
Well, I do know that last one. Sort of.
My stepdaughter, now that she's 19 and in college, doesn't come visit as often as she used to. But, every time, the kids yearn to spend as much time with her as possible. To that end, they try to squeeze a year's worth of time into a week or so. It's pretty crazy.
Now that we're on the winding-down side of her visit this time, tempers are getting short, separation anxiety is building, and we're all talking about the next time she will come.
This is the hardest part about living away from a part of your family. If she lived here, it would take years for the kids to get used to her being here--and of course, now that she's an adult, that isn't going to happen.
This is the part of love that hurts. And we're going to be aching come Sunday.
But I'd do it all over again. She's worth it.
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