it ended with a lovely weekend in new jersey with the mooney clan. it's a very sweet thing to sit among a crowd of people that are all family. and seeing little missy among all of those people who look like her makes you marvel at the magic of genetics.
i marveled at genetics again on tuesday when we stopped at aunt mary anne and uncle jude's for lunch on my way to the airport. mummy and aunt mary anne look so much a like. but the thing that sent me into the bathroom for a little cry was the feeling i got when aunt mary anne came out to greet us. she radiates unconditional love for us. i get that when i go to aunt jane and uncle johns. but there was something about being wrapped up in that warmth while looking into eyes that look so much like mummy's and being hugged tightly by those arms that feel so much iike mummy's that churned up the ache again. i was unprepared for it.
we were having such a lovely visit that we lost track of time and made a mad dash to dulles. my flight was boarding when i arrived at my gate.
and now i am home again.
