Pockets

Dominique and the kids took off for another Great Alaskan Adventure yesterday after church. I get to stay home and start shortening the honey-do list. It was quite an uneasy feeling to watch my entire family fly away in a helicopter as I stood there with my hands in my pockets. An amazing feeling of love and worry all mixed into one. I guess I know that I am alive now. I mean I know that I am alive and all; it's just when your kids wave good-bye, even if it is just for a few days you really understand what they mean to you.