June 28, 2011 +5.94 miles

I lay in bed this morning, dreading the day while feeling a wave sadness trying to well up from my heart. Today was the day that our daughters, four yr old grand daughter and 11 week old grandson leave to fly home from the reunion we've been having at my parents house in Arizona. I hate saying goodbye. Always have, always will..but still have had to do it so much in my life. I woke up tired because I had snuck into the adjoining hotel room when I heard little Lincoln cry for his night feeding and taken him back to feed him his bottle. My justification was that I was letting his mm and Aunt sleep . My real reason was I just wanted to fill up my senses with him. Holding him close, hearing him suck on the bottle, smelling his hair , feeling that grandma connection that wraps us both in a love-filled presence. I anticipated that he would eat, fall back to sleep and we would share one more lovely nap together before I had to say goodbye to him for a whole year. He slept next to me, but was tossing and turning and I spent the time worrying whether we would wiggle his way off the bed. (He is very strong for just being 11 weeks old.  Everytime I began to drift off into sleep one of his arms orslegs would shoot out and hit me. So I woke up tired but the loss of sleep was worth it!
   Early in the am, Aunt Wawa and I were awake and getting ready for our busy day, we walked over to the motel office to get our free coffee.. Our hungry baby had gone through the formula faster then we thought and I volunteered to run to the store to buy more for their day of flight home. I didn't know that a simple trip to the store would net me a significant addition to my walk mile tally. Kmart was closest so I parked far out in the parking lot and hurried in. ( parking far out in the parking lot is a habit I've developed over the last year to help me get exercise.)  To be continued ...Why did my simple formula trip to Kmart net me 2 miles toward my walking goal?