How a Bottle of Squirt Kept Me in Tears

This morning I was picking up in the house and I thought . . why is that bottle of Squirt on the fireplace?


Then I remembered that sweet little Addie hauled that bottle around with her everywhere she went and that’s where she left it.  You know what happened next . . grab the Kleenex . . tell myself I’ll see them in a couple of months . . go find something fun to do.

At lunch, I tried to tell Vince about it and yes, I cried again.

Early in the afternoon I was talking to Nicole on the phone and tried telling her and yes, I cried again.

The bottle of Squirt is now in the trash but . . as you might guess . . writing this blog post brought more tears.  Tomorrow there will be fewer tears and then less the day after and soon, I’ll make it through a whole day without being a cry baby!  Today is not that day!

And speaking of sad, sad situations . . if you enlarge the picture, you may notice a grasshopper on the fireplace screen.  They’ve moved inside . . I killed four in the house today already.


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    Crying is good! Tears of joy and of sadness! When they read this they also will know how much you love them!
    That darn Squirt Bottle huh!!!
    Now those grasshoppers! Did you use that gun????

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    Aww Judy. Fingerprints and Squirt bottles. The things tears are made of. Hugs my friend.

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    L Carolyn Ghearing says:

    Oh, let the tears fall…you are not a cry baby, yo love and feel…it’s all good?

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    My heart goes out to you. I know that goodbye feeling too well!
    On the other hand, now that there are only two of you to run inside and outside, there should be less opportunity for grasshoppers to come indoors–at least I certainly hope so!

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    Judy, let the tears flow, you’ll feel better for it. You’re feeling love. You are being invaded, is it the rain?

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    Judy I am going to feel your pain real soon. My daughter and 7 month old grandson are here visiting for 4-5 days. they live in Oklahoma, that is until next week. then they are moving to Orlando Florida. she starts her new job there Aug 1.

    I am already pricing flight tickets!

    some days being a grandmother is HARD!

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    AngieG9 says:

    Being a grandma is always hard. Every hello leads to the inevitable goodbye. Tears are a good thing Judy. They let you know you are still alive and still caring and loving. It gets easier with time, and then you will see them again and the tears will flow again, but it just means you love deeply and always will.

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    My second daughter left to teach English in Japan in March (on her birthday, of all days!). She sent me a text from the other side of the security gate at the airport which said, “Don’t cry.” Guess what I started to do immediately?! I also cry every time we Skype or when I read her old text messages. You grab your Dr. Pepper and I will grab my Coke and we can have ourselves a pity party! Those kids don’t know what they are doing to us!

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    Just wait for her next milestones .. I was fortunate when the oldest two granddaughters were growing up, I had her and her sister every other weekend., They are now 13 & 16. They moved to UT 6 years ago when the youngest grand daughter was born. When they left I cried for a week knowing the next weekend I couldn’t be with them.
    But I have kept in touch with them everyday via phone, cell phone, emails, visiting.
    Its hard every time they leave or we leave their house and they are only 4 hours away. Sigh .. I wish they would move here (I know I am being selfish!), but I sure miss them.
    So what do I do ? I quilt, sew them garments, bags, animals. Really its for them, not to keep me busy LOL

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    Judy it will get better… we’ve all been there with the tears over lost little toys.
    I just returned from a trip to SC to pick up my 2 oldest grand kids (9 and 4) to take them to TX with me for my parents 60th Anniv Celebration. We had a grand time – it’s very different traveling with kids… LOL
    I am happy having them on the mainland as they’ve lived in Hawaii most of their lives… which always made visits few and far between.
    Enjoy the tears and memories… and I hope the next few months go quickly for you!

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    I was like that when my kids were in college and were home for break and had to leave again. I always knew how many days it would be before I’d see them again. Now they live close by (Yay!!) but I can SO remember that feeling!