When I was small, my father would take me to a spot along the highway. We'd get out of the car and stand by the fence and watch the planes swoop down above our heads to land.
Surgery is scheduled for Monday morning, so K and I will have some time to have jet lag (if it's possible to have jet lag from being away for three days) and gather our thoughts.
Right now we are coming to grips with the fact that we were halfway around the world excitedly planning each day's adventures and celebrations and now we are here with Youngest who will need our undivided attention.
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