When I am in San Diego, with my aunts, uncles, brothers, nieces, nephews, cousins (okay, family), all I want is to move back to San Diego, its beautiful beaches, cool weather, and most of all, the comforts of my family. Since my mom and step-dad died, I have missed the connection of big family gatherings on holidays.

My closest cousin does call me and I call her.  My niece and I visit with her two darling girls.  But I get lonely in mean-old LA-- no family, many friends.

When I am here in MO, I am farther away from my beloved San Diego.  Yet, the neighbors are friendly, the setting is so peaceful, and it does feel like home.  I am closer to Ohio (son and family) and North Carolina (daughter) in terms of driving distance or a quick flight.

We humans (especially women) are convivial creatures, always seeking a circle of friends and family to share and cherish.  I don't know how to replace the hole in my life from when my mom died, except that being a true grandparent would help.  I don't think we're moving to Ohio any time soon!