My mind wanders. I think about Garrett, what he is going to miss, what we are going to miss by him not being here, how much Parker is going to miss his brother, how I am going to miss my son. I think about him out in the mission field, is he homesick? Is he lonely? How is he handling this change? Night time is not a good time for me. Everyone is asleep ands I am alone, with a wandering mind. I want to cry. I want to scream. I want to stop time and enjoy more time with my family. This is hard. This is truly truly hard. I hate night time. I want to fast forward two years. I want to wake up and have this all be just a dream. This is difficult. Two years seems like forever. Two years seems like such a long time. Oh how I want a time traveling machine or even to be a genie or a witch that can twinkle her nose and be transported to another place, another time. I could be transported to Florida and be a fly on the wall, just to make sure he is eating well, that others are being nice to him, that he is getting along with others and just to see how my child is doing. Two years. Two long long years. I really hate this time of night... My mind wanders way too much.
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