I entered my house at 11:30pm on Monday night. After a loooooooong day of travel I was home from the DR. It's been a lot harder readjusting this year. This could be because last year Marc got stung by a bee the day after we returned so my mind was on keeping him alive. This year Marc was safe and sound the day after I returned so it's been a long week of reflection - the laughter as I relive memories, a sad heart as I miss the boys yelling my name, holding my hand as we walk, and passing out hugs like they were going out of style.
It's a little easier to wrap my head around because I know I can go back. Too bad I don't have unlimited time off and money so I could visit multiple times a year.
All the pictures are posted on Facebook if you want to pop over and take a look. I'm working to post the videos - I'm so thankful I took videos (and the boys took some of the videos themselves) so now I can hear their voices and laugh throughout the year if I miss them!
I realized on Saturday morning of the trip as I was painting that my heart was literally overflowing. If you know me you know my two love languages are acts of service and quality time, followed closely by physical touch. I was able to get/give these in abundance for seven days straight and my heart was smiling in a huge way.
I left a little piece of my heart down there - but that's a good thing - loving those boys is so easy to do and if loving them is what God needs me to do then sign me up!
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