Sometimes it hardly seems fair that a person with fourteen grandchildren should live states (several states in some cases) away from said grandchildren. After all aren't grandparents supposed to spoil and otherwise override all rules set by the parents? (That was a rhetorical question; no need to send an answer, thank you!) It is vexing to me that I find myself in such a predicament. However, when I remember the words of my father, "if ifs and buts were candy and nuts, everyday would be Christmas" I realize maybe the miles away aren't as bad as they could be. Considering they are so thrilled to see us at every visit; if it were daily or even weekly the response might be something like this, "oh it's you again!" I'm thankful for things like the internet and airplanes that whisk us away. Sure it isn't the perfect scenario but it is our scenario and I'm good with it. Because when life gives me lemons I always make lemonade.