Sad

So we just got back from dropping Donna and Aaron off at Long Beach airport.  They fly to Germany by way of Atlanta.  I'm so glad that Aaron will get a chance to see his folks tomorrow, it's been a year and I know he misses them terribly.  They will get into Frankfurt, Germany on Monday at 7:40 am (Europe time).  I know that they will only be gone for two weeks and we get to pick them up on the Friday afternoon they get back, but we have Duncan, their kitty, and taking care of her daily will remind me that they are not here.

I know it is stupid and totally illogical, I don't get to see them except maybe once or twice a month now.  But, I know that it's the beginning of the clock ticking, the clock keeping time for when they go for good to Landstuhl.  I just can't seem to get behind this mission they are going on.  I know it's selfish and it's going to happen whether I want it to or not, but I just can't help myself.

There are a few people that get it, that understand just how heartbroken this makes me.  But the majority go on and on about how we can skype and how much God will use them and what a great opportunity for them to see Europe.  And my brain knows all of that, but my stupid soft heart just spasms in agony over the mere thought of it.

Perspective

Wow, I'm really melodramatic.  I mean REALLY melodramatic.  I still feel the way I did in my last post, but...I think God is working on my heart.  It's just two steps forward, one step back type of progress.

I do have more than one daughter who does want children as well.  And let's face it I'll mother/grandmother anyone who gets close enough in proximity and stands still long enough.  So, it won't be exactly my dream of having all of my grandchildren surrounding me all the time.  But it will be okay.

I'll figure it out with God guiding me, His plans are always some much better than mine anyways.