It still went too quickly though. We loved our family dinners together and watching some TV and some laughing together. We had some wii bowling matches, and when Thomas was home Monday because of no school, I love that they made plans to hang out and get some coffee and doughnuts together. Each day I was so grateful that the next day wasn't the day she was leaving. But of course, yesterday arrived, and the next day was the day she was leaving. I gave her a big hug before I went to bed last night, and spent a little time chatting with her. This morning while she was still sleeping I went in to kiss her and prayed over her.
She let us know about Noon that she was heading back. It still breaks my heart a little, although not nearly as much as the first couple of times. Coming home today without her here, the driveway seemed empty without her car, and the house seemed empty without her laugh. It isn't just me though. She is truly Thomas's best friend, and it's hard that she isn't here to keep him company. At the same time, I know that raising children who are independent is exactly how it is supposed to be. I'm just not used to her leaving yet.
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