Blast from the Past

Remember how bummed I was when the Holmsteads moved two years ago?  It was hard to see friends of sixteen years pull up the tent stakes and head to Florida, but they did what was best for their family.  Selfishly, I was still sad, and even today I still miss them. 

Recently, their daughter Heather (Karen's age) had a baby girl.  I knew mama Kendra would be out to Utah to help with the wee one, and I knew I just had to find a way to see her.  My schedule looked a little crowded, but I figured Kendra's trek west would be my best shot to hook up with one of my dear friends.  So, I went for it.  Know what?  It was totally worth it.  I got to spend a couple of hours with Kendra and Heather, meet the new baby, and see my sweet grandbaby (and her AWESOME parents).  Those were some of the best 32 hours I've ever spent.



Emily loves lots of action and was happy to meet a new
 friend. . . and to meet Nana's friend, Kendra, and Karen's friend, Heather.

Alena Mae Moreno, born July 20th.  Sweet baby girl!

Alena was too sleepy to be super social, but happily, Emily was
also too young to bother her new friend.  It wouldn't have been
 too cool if she had tried to grab her face or something.

These new moms met each other when they were just six years old.
I had no idea that time would fly so quickly.

If Karen and Heather are mothers, that must mean that Kendra and I are grandmas.  Could we possibly be that old?  Are we mature enough to handle that blessed title?  Absolutely! 

I wish that everyone from both families could have gotten together, but something tells me that will probably never happen. . . at least not any time in the near future.  Rachel, Matt, and Derek are all serving missions, and I suspect that we may have to wait until the next life for everyone to be together.  However, I'm grateful for the happy memories our visit brought up and thankful that the next generation is arriving safe and sound.  "Make new friends, but keep the old.  One is silver, and the other gold."