But I miss him. I know when he comes home, he'll come to our home for a short while, and then he'll continue on with his life. I still want to be a part of it, and I guess I always will be in his life (because we are biologically connected), but it'll be different. It's supposed to be. We raise our children to leave home and have a good life.
I am praying that after the mission he'll have a little part in his heart for our family still and that he won't just run off into the sunset with never again a thought for us. I will come to grips with this by the time he comes home, but it's lonely-ish now as I think about it.
Do our heavenly parents experience this type of melancholy, too?
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