The last time I saw you...

Remember ALL the times your relatives talked about how small/short/young you were last time they saw you?

Imagine saying that about your own kid!

I have been looking at the pictures Jerome posted this month, and although it has been a mere 21 days and 7 hours since I saw my son - and Jerome - Xaye looks....different. Taller? More mature? It's hard to say.

And while I know we will be reunited, the not-knowing-when is much more challenging then I expected. Daily calls, video chat - they pale in comparison.

Did I know this before we embarked upon this journey? Yes. Do I regret the journey upon which we find ourselves? No.

I will just be INCREDIBLY overjoyed to be talking about it in the past tense, instead of the present tense.

In the meantime, I organize, prepare, errand-run, get situated at work, and wait for the finality that is a house in closing instead of a house-in-waiting.

I miss you guys.
I love you guys.
I remember this is worth it.