Stop.
Do you hear that?
Exactly.
At 6pm Friday, nearly 48 hours ago, Super Grammy was met at our door by four people and their four duffle bags and a mom and dad with very big smiles who swore they would miss their children dreadfully.
And, we so have. I mean, the house is so quiet that we can hear crickets chirping outside and birds singing. I didn’t even know we had birds outside our house. I’ve never heard them before. And, we’ve had to go out for nearly every meal because cooking for only two just would be sad. In fact, it was hard to even get out of bed in the morning; we stayed there hours longer than we normally do and then forced ourselves to get up. We missed the kids so much that we even went out for ice cream in their honor and got flavors we knew they’d like.
And, to think we have to make it all the way to Tuesday? Not sure it’s possible.