Monday, 23 January 2012

Two Days

They've backed out of the driveway, leaving a hole in my heart. Two days is all these two will be gone, but when they're ones buried deep in the heart, days might as well be weeks.

We've made the preparations: food in the fridge for us, in the cooler for them. They have the phone, we have Skype. All they'll need for the next two days really isn't much, not in a physical sense. But do they have all they need in their hearts? Do we? Do they know how much love is traveling with them? Do they know how many prayers are going up as they drive? There's no end to the wanderings of my thoughts as I follow them through images in my mind.

Two days. I can last two days.

: :

1021. One more morning together.
1022. Plans; imperfect, incomplete plans.
1023. Arms enfolding me.
1024. A break in the heat.
1025. Brown Eyed Boy's emerging sense of humor.
1026. Skirt from my sister, sent from 10,000 km away.
1027. Matching t-shirts.
1028. Black-out curtains.
1029. Shared embraces.

2 comments:

  1. Separation from ones we love is hard, even for a short time. We homeschool too. Charlotte Mason's approach has always intrigued me. Enjoyed visiting today and looking forward to reading more.

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  2. Thanks for visiting, Christina, and for your kindness in taking the time to drop a note. Life is full of learning and graces - may our eyes be open to all of them!

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