Pain of Departing

I got home from my parent’s last night. I’d gone to see everyone for Liv’s b-day party. And now, looking through pictures online, I find myself missing everyone a lot (tearing up and whatnot). Perhaps most of all, I miss Livvy. She’s growing so fast, talking so much more and looking so much older, bit by bit. But what’s more, being so far away I realize so much more that none of them will live forever. My Dad’s in his fifties now; my Grandparents in their seventies. But what’s more, who’s to know when last I’ll see anyone, even those in my family who are younger in age. If only it didn’t take an entire tank of gas, for every drive there and back.