This morning we attended church together, and I cried
during the opening song, thinking about all my kids sitting
with me on the same bench.
Oh, how I will miss filling the pew up!
We came home and packed everyone up, and then, just like that,
everyone was gone.
Minnie took a long nap, and I cleaned up.
I think cleaning up was therapeutic for me.
Until it wasn't.
Because Minnie woke up, and I changed her pants and
broke down because Claire was the last to change her before
her nap. That made me really sad.
Whyyyy do we have to live so far away?
(Mom, I know how you feel!)
