You know deep in your bones that what he is thinking or doing or feeling or chasing is going to land him in deep guano sooner or later.
This is not going to be one of those cutesy posts that says we’re not good at things like “holding grudges” or “ignoring people in need.”
Bethany Engbretson writes: “You know you have cabin fever when you lose track of how much coffee has been consumed and all you feel is slightly delirious.”
We do not want to be apart. For each member of our family, including him, this is the hardest part of our sacrifice. We love him, and he loves us.