There is a chill in the air that is sending a message to Norm and me. It is almost time to pack and leave our gravel pad for warmer climes. We have a week’s worth of work in the Appalachian Mountain area the middle of October and then we will park our RV in Organ, N.M., for the winter. Organ is just outside Las Cruces where the marathon business we work for is based out of.
It is with sorrow that we leave our home in Wisconsin for so long because we will be leaving our family behind. The property where we are building our house is on a hill overlooking our daughter’s property and, in her house, live four of our grandchildren. They are between the ages of 19 months and eight years, and we treasure the time we get to spend with them.
When we pulled our RV onto the gravel pad outside the construction site it was with the idea of making the grandchildren feel welcome to visit despite our lack of space. The three older ones have been camping with us in the RV, but now that it is our home on wheels we had decided they would not be staying overnight with us. Instead, we created two areas that they are welcome to help themselves to.
Grandpa is an awesome cook and baker and once we move into our house plans on keeping homemade cookies in a cookie jar for them. Because his bake ware and other supplies are in storage, and the RV oven temperature varies, we decided we would keep store bought snacks for them in the RV. We designated a drawer that contains individually wrapped snacks just for them. They know they are welcome to help themselves to one of these treats. Even the nineteen month old learned really quickly that there were good things in the drawer.
Another way we made them feel special was providing freeze pops to combat the summer humidity. We haul a trailer for Mainly Marathons and in the trailer is a mobile kitchen. The freezer section of the refrigerator is stocked with freeze pops, meant for the marathoners but we purchased some purposely for our grandchildren. Freeze pops became a very popular treat this summer. Now, every time I pass them out to runners I will vividly remember the summer we spent with our grandchildren.
Over the next week the snacks will be enjoyed. The drawer will be emptied and over the winter probably be repurposed to hold something different. It is with sadness in our hearts that we have to leave them for so long but as my youngest granddaughter stated, “Grandma, you will always be in my heart.” Every time I open that drawer, my memories will be of this magical summer that we got to share with them. Whether we are on the hill overlooking their house, or miles away in Organ, NM, they will always be in our heart.