Letters from Nana
There is a long running joke in my family that wherever I go I leave something behind. When I was little it was toys, clothes, backpacks and so on, now it is bottles, binkys, and bibs but the fact is I leave mementos of my visit wherever I go. I remember my Nana getting so angry that "I didn't take better care of my things." This was after I left a very expensive doll on the school bus in first grade and it went missing. I never really tried to NOT take care of my things but I guess I was hoping that if I left something behind I might get invited back, even if only to pick up my forgotten item. Over the years I got better at taking care of my things. I know when something has value whether it is emotional or monetary and THOSE items are treasured. Yesterday was a rainy, dreary, crappy day. The kind of day that I would call up my Nana and schedule a "little" visit. I would drive down with Noah (pre-Bella) and she would ma...