My toothbrush is lonely, the whole house is quiet. The fridge is only half full and there are no sippy cups by the sink. My darling daughter and her little family moved into a home of their own today. And my heart is happy, yet I want to cry. I loved having my girl home with me and my grandbaby all around me. They are only minutes away now, but they were here, tucked into my home for 9 months, right here. And I am selfishly sad even though I tickled for them.
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