Empty Nesting

The girls left yesterday to spend a couple of weeks with their grandparents. This is another huge gift that makes the trip to Costa Rica possible. Knowing that the kids are happy and well cared for frees my mind although my heart hurts a bit! The house is really, really quiet. Which is actually very nice! But I feel like I've left my purse somewhere or forgot to turn off the oven or perhaps forgot to attach my right arm this morning? Something is definitely off... Last night, C. and I swam in the pool (which was strangely quiet and relaxing without all the cannonballs, searches for goggles and loud requests to "Watch this, Mama") and luxuriously ate leftovers in front of the TV and dozed off at 9 p.m....just like the old days. Ha!

Tonight the mission team meets to organize the extra suitcases that everyone is taking to leave in San Jose. We'll be taking tools, clothing donations and materials for Vacation Bible School. We have also received donations of T-shirts and dental kits. Each suitcase can only weigh 50 pounds. Airline regs, plus the donated suitcases are of the 1982 variety... huge and sans wheels. How did we ever manage travel without the genius inventions of handles and wheels? I haven't even started packing for myself yet, but that's typical. It's all in here, she says, tapping her head wisely. Or stupidly. Whatever.