The question is, how far away is too far away, when it comes to family, especially if you are a grandparent.
I should declare up front that I dragged my family to Alaska, Europe and Asia, and thus far away from grandparents on both sides. And, I figure that my children were not overly traumatized. And my parents and my in-laws did come to visit us in various places.
A friend has a son, Chris, who is just out of college and looking for work. His game is town and city management. At this time jobs are not plentiful. So, he has applied for jobs in a number of places, including one application sent to San Diego.
Chris is married and he and his wife have just had a child—the first grandchild. The friend doesn't want to see the son and the grandchild move away (nor the daughter-in-law). It isn't like this friend hasn't lived in different places—New York, Indiana, Massachusetts and maybe elsewhere.
But, here in Massachusetts we tend to think in terms of keeping family close. A couple of years ago I was in a Continuing Ed class and one of my younger fellow classmates expressed horror at the idea that her Brother was moving clean to New York State with his new wife. In fact, I believe that if it wasn't for this New England trait, our demographics would be showing a decidedly downward slope.
But, my own prejudice is that children should be encouraged to spread their wings and explore. Thus, aside from San Diego being the most wonderful city in this country, after Lowell, there is the idea that there are things to be learned from living and working in different parts of the nation. There is a lot of diversity out there across the fruited plain.
Regards — Cliff