Sometimes I feel that I’ve missed out by staying in Toronto my whole life. Born and raised here….same streets, same neighborhoods …. family obligations galore….
Then a photo like this comes along (my daughter snoozing alongside her great grandfather after a Hanukkah party) and I have no regrets.
Gives new meaning to heart warming. More like heart fireplacing.
Love is a powerful drug : )
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this is happy hour 
Oh. My. Word! This is the most precious thing!!
I was raised and still live very close to my family. In fact, my mother-in-law and brother-in-law just moved in. And We’re just a couple of blocks from my parents and all 3 brothers. Sometimes, I feel the same way. But then when I need it, their world stops to support my family with time, ice cream, watch trashy tv, watch the baby, give me a hug or swift kick in the butt. 🙂
Yay for family ❤
*Sniff.
Well said, well said.
Maybe… deep down…relocating and living away from family is actually the more unnatural thing. Most people would rather have the network of love. *** Maybe a jet-set vacation will suffice…? ***
I’ve been meaning to write more on this topic… think I will soon. : )
Thanks for sharing : )