(Ironic you should say that - reminds me of when I first conceived: My family does "time capsules" for all the kids, where everyone writes a letter to the child, to go into a time capsule on their first birthday, to be opened when they reach 21. I remember giving my teary-eyed letter to my sister for my niece, about how glad I was to have her because I'd never have a child of my own...blah blah blah - one month later (Mother's Day, no less) I took a home pregnancy test - turns out I had been pregnant while I wrote the letter - probably why I was so emotional about the whole thing.)
I do live near my family (most are 25-45 mins. away). Lived in Mass. for 12 years, but that never felt like home. There is just something about Upstate that feels like home to me - always has. I don't know what I would have done without my Mom around, especially after I kicked by former husband out of my life, with a 6 month old to raise. (He hasn;t seen her since - those were my terms and he readily accepted . A$$hole.) My mom is a saint. . You must miss your family tons. I know I did.
Do you realize what time it is? Got to get some myself. Good chatting with you. Catch up with you later