alone with Little a. and J. are finished for the year – which makes me sad. Whether the visits to LBI in the early years or the routine of the summer week with us in California, I look forward to our time with them. It tugs at my heart when they leave – renewed as we are by our week together. The years seem to fly by and before I know it, they will be even busier with their own lives. I sincerely hope that reflecting back they know how very much we love them – always have…. always will. No matter what.