When I get home, they’ll both be gone.
For two weeks, my family will be visiting Costa Rica, visiting Gabby’s family. Truthfully, I have been very excited for them. Makayla get’s to meet Gabby’s grandmother, who she’s named after. It’s something that I really wanted to make sure happened as she hasn’t been in the best of health. When the opportunity came for them to go, we jumped on it. It felt good to know that it was being done.
But that was two months ago.
Now?
I’m struggling with it. For two weeks, I won’t see Mak’s big smile when I first pop into whatever room she is crawling in. Gabby’s cooking won’t be drawing me into the apartment from the hallway. Gabby won’t hug me when I come in. Mak won’t be there to give me her drool-filled-kiss.
Two weeks.
I am very happy that they are going to do this. But no one said I can’t be a little sad at the same time.
