i, too, am weeping
because baby brattcat has flown home
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15 comments:
I like these images.
Sad, but I bet you had a bunch of great times together.
Bonjour dear friend
Belive me I know THIS feeling!But...c'est la vie! :)
Hugs and many lights to keep warm your heart okay!
Léia
I guess I know what you mean: I see my daughters' grandparents become kind of sad everytime we return home... and we only live 10 miles apart, maybe less.
Nicely done, BC. Thanks for the welcome back!
I know what you mean about "leavings." Yes, we had a great trip--and got back safely. But 1800 miles is too far!
Which makes every moment even more precious!
"There's no weeping in baseball!"
Beautiful photos; poignant tears . . .
Beautiful images.
I'm not sure who said the following but I always think of it when my son leaves. "Missing someone gets easier every day because even though it's one day further from the last time you saw each other, it's one day closer to the next time you will."
☼ Sunny
Cardio visit went okay.
Ahhhhhhhh..........
sniff sniff, pass me the Kleenex please BC.
V
Poor Mama Brattcat! Lovely shots, though.
Many kleenex needed when dear ones leave!!!!
And, B2, so you are not a Cubs fan....
Hold close your memories until you see each other again...soon, I hope.
Love the pictures... and the caption!
Frank Sinatra - Weep No More My Lady lyrics
Weep no more, my lady, weep no more
Though your love is on a distant shore
When you're feeling low and lonely, don't let 'im know
Tell 'im you're so proud of him and give his heart a glow
Weep no more, my lady, weep no more
Get behind the boy that you adore
Then one day you'll look up and see 'im standin' in your door
And you'll weep no more, my lady, weep no more
Weep no more, my lady, weep no more
Though your love is on a distant shore
When you're feeling low and lonely, don't let 'im know
Tell 'im you're so proud of him and give his heart a glow
Weep no more, my lady, weep no more
Get behind the boy that you adore
Then one day you'll look up and see 'im standin' in your door
And you'll weep no more, my lady, weep no more
Beautiful images, beautiful post, Brattcat!
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