Home Alone
Earlier this year, Margaret and Miranda planned a “girl’s week” in Tennessee with Margaret’s mother, sister, and sister-in-law. This week, the doctor released Margaret, and said that she could go on her trip. So, Saturday morning, I’m driving them to Hickory, NC, where we will meet Margaret’s sister, and I will drive back home alone.
It’s going to be a strange week, to say the least. Believe it or not, Margaret and I rarely spend time away from one another. There have only been a few times in our 21 year marriage that we’ve spent a week apart. Of course, we’ll spend two weeks apart next month when I go to Ethiopia. I think this will be the longest we’ve been apart.
I have a feeling that our family – the church – will not give me a chance to get too lonely!
When my family is gone I usually eat cereal for three meals a day and play x-box until my hands seize up.
Sweet! I’ll round up the boys!
Alan,
I’m not so strange after all! My wife and I have been the same for 49 years. The implications of Gen. 2:24 are much greater than we first realize.