Our last Sunday, Y got a picture with Pastor B.
We had to get up bright and early the day Y had to fly out. Some people were quite cranky about it….
Others were really (okay, really really really) sad.
And others were just plain goofy
I don’t think our Y realized what was truly going on until he had to go stand with the group and away from us. His usual smile turned to a bit of concern when he saw me AND Pa crying and he realized he couldn’t give us hugs. But soon….oh so very soon I’ll have him in my arms again! We can’t wait!!
