Christian and I woke up at 4:30 am to drop Claire and Jane
off at the airport for their journey home.
No sign of inclement weather yet.
Whew!
After our heartfelt goodbyes, Christian and I left our two
little girls in the TSA line. I turned around one last time
to see them chatting together, filled with love for them,
grateful that they are mine and that they have each other.
On the way home, the sky seemed heavy.
I don't know how to describe it any other way.
It felt like me. Heavy.
Just as we turned on our road, the flurries started.
I went back to bed, and when I woke up,
the yard was lightly dusted with snow.
Then I picked up the house from last night's celebration and found
Jane had left her shoes, her earrings, her sunglasses,
and her portable phone battery, and I wanted to cry.
But the snow kept falling, making for a
very, very Hygge evening!
And that helped cheer me up some.
