Having tucked Xavier onto the couch for sleep, it feels good to have him under the roof of my own abode for the last night of our weekend. We had so much fun on the farm, running in the fields, feeding the animals and chasing Toby the dog.
My heart still hurts though. My dad and Kay each made the mistake of calling Xavier 'Matthew' - which is hard not to do because he looks so much like his dad. A normal grandmother would be telling her grandchild all about his dad at different stages of his life, sadly we are no longer a normal family.
Devastatingly sad.
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