My house has been empty. Quiet, empty, eerie, a house unfamiliar to me.
Three of my children have been gone for a week, the longest period I have ever been away from them. They are having fun, they are safe and happy. But we left at home are out of sync, and our family rhythm is gone.
I wanted them to go. Now I miss them and want them back.
Go, come back. Go, come back.
Soon, too soon, they will just Go.