Tears

Last week when I said goodbye to my Grandma Holzman I cried a little as I walked away. I have such fond memories playing at her house and spending a good portion of the summer with her and Grandpa at the lake when I was little. I most likely will never see her again.

I almost cried today for the first time this week. I gave my niece a big hug and said 'I love you,' which I think might be the first time I ever said that to her. I had tears in my eyes. It has been a hard day. My younger nephew Beckett has been asking me questions all week about Africa, where it is and why I am going there. His older brother Jack has said hardly a word about it until this morning. We were all sitting in the living room, the boys playing and us adults having our morning coffee when all of a sudden Jack starts crying 'I don't want Aunty Jodi to go to Africa!' At first I thought he was upset because his dad had turned the TV off. When I realized why he was so upset it almost broke my heart!

Even though I am leaving tomorrow morning I am so grateful I had this week to spend with my brother and his family. The boys mean so much to me and I love playing with them and watching them play after they have worn me out :) I can't think of a better way to have spent my last few days!

I am sure that there will be more tears tonight, but oh well :)