family matters

I cried a lot on my way home from Virginia last weekend. Not only was I leaving my sister as she endured the greatest physical pain of her life, but I had not yet met my little nephew. My sister's son. I couldn't be there to see her child because I had to get back home to care for my own children. It was weird. I had this feeling I hadn't experienced in quite a while. Wanting more than anything in this world to do something, but not being able to.

Caleb has existed on this planet for more than a week, and I still haven't seen him. But that's about to change. I'm off to meet him and spend a little time with my sisters.