It’s been over six months since we’ve had Ramsay cuddles, and we were all so excited for more and for Ramsay to meet River and Brodie and his great grandmas.
The flight over experienced a problem which meant route changes and a delay, but there was a houseful of friends and family eager to meet them when they arrived, tired but grateful. It was a joyous occasion for all.
Ramsay visited some great places; London Eye, London Aquarium, Colchester Zoo, Young V&A, Horniman museum, he ate wonderful food, and we all spent magical time together.
Ramsay is an adorable, sociable, smiley little boy. He was entranced by his cousins and enchanted everyone he met.
His Mummy and Daddy were so happy he brought them over, and they took him to Westminster bridge where Daddy proposed 20 months earlier.
The house is so very quiet now, where did the last twelve days go? I’m never very good at the goodbye bit at the airport. I just can’t express how thankful I am for them visiting, how much I love it ( I am refining skills to be utilised if I ever open up a B&B), and how much I will miss them. We will keep in touch by FaceTime, and planning our next visit very soon.
It has been an emotional time seeing all our adult children with their children. To think that last year we had one grandson, and now we have three. Watching them and their partners grow as parents, and embracing the changes and challenges that parenthood brings. It’s a privilege to be a part of their lives with these special moments and to make precious memories. I never take for granted just how fortunate we are to be able to share so much. Life can be overwhelming on occasion, and there is much in the world that is concerning, but there is so much joy too.
If I describe these as pocketfuls of happiness, then I’m rich beyond compare, with very deep pockets.
Ramsay is now home after a gruelling 40 hours, and reunited with Vinnie. I’m sure he’ll tell him all about his trip to the UK, and his adventures. see you soon little man, and thankyou for bringing your Mummy and Daddy over.
My little life 