It's Time to Go Home

It's 6:30pm EST on Sunday evening. Jason, Lindsay & Reagan are playing "Hungry, Hungry Hippos," Randy is watching TV and I'm blogging. The way this would be a better family scene would be if Kevin & Sara and Ginny and Tommy were here, too. I do love my family.

Unfortunately, tomorrow will be another good-bye. Randy & I will leave about 8:30 in the morning, go to a doctor's appointment for a quick BP check and then hit the road. And I think it's going to be a bit tough this time around. Often when we leave for an extended trip, it's not too rough because we've been here for several months. This time, though, we've only been here for a week and will not be back for six months.

While I am grateful for the technology that allows me to talk, email, and even see the kids (via Skype), it's still not the same as being in the same room, hearing all the nuances of family life. But, that's the trade-off of this nomadic life. I love our traveling; I just get a little sad sometimes. Once we're on the road, I'll be fine - it's the anticipation that is hard.

So, instead of whining and moping, I'll join in the fun and store it in my head and my heart. That way I can bring it out again when I need a fix. :)

I really hope that your holiday celebrations were everything you wanted them to be. As we begin this new year, I pray that your blessings outweigh your burdens and you are able to find joy in every day.

Until the next time . . .