Growing up, all my grandparents lived far away. We never felt like we were missing out, because we never knew any different. Seeing nana or grandma always meant going to the train station, or an airport pick up, and we would trail them inside while they opened their suitcases full of presents for us.
Now, our baby's grandparents are all interstate, as we moved to Brissie and away from them. My side can cope; it's all we've ever known, but DH's side don't quite get it. But it doesn't matter because we're so happy here and we're doing things we couldn't possibly have done in Melbourne, or wherever else we might have ended up. And DD will still love her grandparents, no matter what. It's up to you, and up to them how strong you make thier relationship. There are ways. Skype is wonderful.
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