I Hate This Part

It's getting harder for me to come home to my parent's house. Not because I don't like being here but because it's harder for us to leave. Terina loves being at Grandma and Grandpa's house. They have so much room to run around inside and out. She has her own little group of friends here, tons of toys, and the mall is just down the street. She gets to ride in every one's car, stay up as late as she wants, and when we're here, "Mom, you're not in charge." She loves being around our family and I love how happy she is when she's here.

BUT... it's hard for us to have to say good bye to everyone. Jeff and Bree came to visit and Terina cried when they left and she cried when she woke up the next morning and Sydney wasn't running out of the room. She cried every time Phebe, Anthony and the girls left for the night. She cried when they left church and she cried when they weren't at Grandma's house when we got home. She wonders where Uncle Mike is and why, all of a sudden, she can go and play in his room. (It was completely off limits when he was there). She asks all the time where everyone went. She cried tonight when I told her that the only time she would see Grandma would be when we talk to her on the computer. She cries.... a lot... and I know she is going to cry when we get back to Laie and there is no family around.

This is why I hate coming home..... It's to hard to leave the family we love so much behind. Kasala has only 1 more year and then he'll have his BA in Social Work. I couldn't be more proud of him for working so hard. Depending on if I really go back for that SPED endorsement we'll be back to Washington no later than April of 2011, Time really is flying by.