One of the hardest parts about family living so far away is that we miss doing life together. Usually when my family comes to visit, it's for an occasion or holiday. Sometimes it's just because, and that's awesome, but it usually ends up being filled with all kinds of things we want to do.
Sometimes, all I want to do is have both of my grandmas come over and help me fold laundry.
Sometimes, I want them to help me can food like they did when they were here.
Sometimes, I want them to come over for Sunday dinner.
Sometimes, I want them to just come over and play with my kids.
Sometimes, being away from those you love the most, just, plain stinks.