Hard to believe a little over a year ago, I sat on my back porch, crying my eyes out and writing on this exact computer, to you, about watching my husband board a bus on his journey to another country.
Well, we did it. It was a roller coaster. It was hard, it was terrible, it was a learning experience, it was a time of growth. And I never want to do it again, nor do I wish it on my worst enemy.
My other half has been back home a little less than two months. We have easily transitioned into a family of "four", enjoyed a short 30 days together uninterrupted, and now we are adjusting to being back on a normal work schedule.
I am hoping now that my head is attached again that I may have a few moments once in a while to update here. Blog ideas are afloat in my head!
Camp Siloam Part One
2 days ago