To Grandmother's House we Go

There’s something so wonderful about waking up without the aid of an alarm clock. It’s a peaceful, luxurious waking, made even more luxurious when your first coherent thought is, “I’m on vacation!” But less peaceful when your second coherent thought is, “My mother and grandmother will be here in a couple hours and I still have to pack.”
Today at 2, my mother, grandmother, aunt, and I fly to New York to spend the week with my great-grandparents. I’m praying for a peaceful vacation for all of us….