I often reflect, as we continue to lay down roots here, how much I would have loved to tell Gran about all our adventures. I went walking with Sophie recently and mentally updated Gran on the news, given that Keysoe is a long way and a long time away. I think she would have delighted in watching Jake become a young boy and Sophie developing her delightful personality.
In particular, I think she would have delighted in our new home, which we started moving into today. She would have loved the openness of it, and the quietness of the trees outside. Of course if she was here, we wouldn't be in this house, and that's always a hard fact to deal with. But her legacy means that in the six months that we've been here, we have two great cars, two great jobs, kids happy in their respective daycares and now the dream house. I feel that all of this fits with my understanding of the spirit of Gran, to do things for yourself that you wouldn't normally do, and for that we will always be truly grateful. I just sometimes wish that I could have my cake and eat it, and share our excitement with her.
