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Putting down roots

My first Mother’s day was on Sunday. I started out so promising. Viola was so excited to say good morning, that she ruined Jerad’s plan to let me sleep in so I was greeted at 630am by  my husband wearing my daughter. Shortly after there was breakfast in bed. Throughout the morning I found little notes about what a good mom I am. But then i heard Jerad remark that both his mom and brother had called, and we both knew something wasn’t right. We spent most of the rest of the day searching for flights and getting things in order to fly to Pennsylvania for his grandmothers funeral. It was a sad and exhausting day, but I spemt it with the 2 most important people in my life (and Jerad kept the kitchen clean for me) so I still  loved it.

Viola had her first trip on a plane the next morning and she did amazingly well. She mostly slept and ate, and only required entertaining now and then. It was so great to her meet her grammy and grampy great. But even better was watching Jerad while that occured. She slept like a newborn and it made me want to cry, but the next day we had a calmer day and she regrouped. in a matter of 2 days she has met doteing uncles and second cousins, and great aunts and great grandparents. She’s seen amish people (ok that was more exciting for her mom. But they have bugggies and delisious pastries!). Jerad’s family has been so hospitable and oh my goodness can they cook.

The reason we are here is so very sad, but it is such an amazing opportunity to meet family that would not have happened for many more months so at least some good has come of it.