Pieces of my heart

Last month knicked a few more pieces from my heart.  My oldest son and his wife moved 5 hours away and darnit they took my three grandbabies with them.  He told us in December but it seemed further away.  My little Lizzie, Mini Mel, and T.  I am so tired of loss.  I know they are still within a driveable distance but it is still a distance.  First Kami and now my oldest.  I have one child left in the area and I'm not sure if he will stay here or not.  I know you are supposed to raise your children and encourage them to leave the nest but I want them to build a nest close by.  I have a small family anyway and to have them move is heart wrenching.  I called and talked to the grandbabies last night and Melody asked me when I was coming, how many days till I come, how many nights will I sleep there and how many days will I be there.  I LOVE THEM.  I worship the ground they walk on and they worship the ground I walk on.  I have told many people that being a grandma is like being queened in checkers, you can jump over the parents and say yes to everything.  I was telling someone today that I wished Kami would have had a child just to leave a little piece of her behind.  Someone that looks like her.  When I think of her, really think about her, I get choked up and my heart actually aches.  I have heard the term heartache before but normally in country western songs.  I honestly can say that I know what real heartache is.  I miss her.