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I’m a Flying Grandma
It’s Bird! It’s a Plane! No, it’s Grandma Roz arriving on American Airlines flight 2661
I live in the Philadelphia suburbs. My son, daughter-in-law and grandchildren live in California.
Although Tom and Amy were born and raised here on the east coast, after graduating from college they ran a successful start-up together and worked from home. So they could choose to live anywhere.
At the time, they were living in Baltimore. They chose to move to California.
You can’t argue with that choice.
When they first moved across the country, I wasn’t thrilled that they’d be so far away. They were less concerned. “When we have kids, you’ll want to move here too,” Tom assured me.
He knows me very well. I love kids, and I’m great with them. The happiest years of my life were when I was an at-home mom raising my son.
And I really love babies.
But I also love my life in the Philadelphia suburbs.
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