My grandson Nathan has gone to live with his Dad,
2 1/2 hours away.
Doesn't sound very far except,
2 1/2 hours equals $75.00 in fuel one way.
This is the boy that has spent every weekend
with us since about 1998.
The boy I sometimes pick up after
work just to hang out.
We cook, we fight, we create, we love.
We were working our way through
Rachel Ray's kid's cook book.
He has plants here, projects here.
He was learning here.
Other people are influencing his life now.
I have no say in this.
I am very sad.
I miss him.