Grateful

The kids have one more good day together tomorrow before the chaos begins. Tomorrow we'll be scrambling around making sure that everything is together. I've been thinking about how close they are, how close they've always been. I'm sure neither of them have really grasped how little they will get to see one another for the next few months. Cain won't get to come home until at least Thanksgiving because he'll be playing ball, and Brooke will (hopefully) have a good job.

While I am sad about the kids leaving, I'm so happy for the both of them. This should be the best time in their lives. My hubby and I have raised smart, capable, funny children who have their stuff together. I have no doubt that they will do well. They know right from wrong, good from bad, and I believe they will make good choices about their futures.

They aren't going to be too far away either. Brooke is going back to south Georgia, about 5 hours away, and Cain will only be about 3 hours away. Sometimes that might feel like they are on the moon, but it'll be ok. :)

Cain just walked by and mooned me. I know everything will be ok. :)

Just a little trip down memory lane for them (in no particular order):

To the outside world we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time.
~Clara Ortega

I sure love my babies. :)

Good night!