no empty bags of chips or candy wrappers everywhere... so why am i sad?
no missing cans of mini-cokes from my private stash recently... so why am i sad?
haven't had to yell from my bed "quiet down!" at 11pm for the last few days... so why am i sad?
the bathroom isn't so disgusting anymore... so why am i sad?
no rowdy games of tag in the house, banging through kitchen chairs, recently... so why am i sad?
our grocery bill went down dramatically... so why am i sad?
nicho and mash moved out of the house last week after about a year and a half living with us. true, they only moved to the guard-house next door... but our home feels completely different. i thought the change might be nice... so why am i sad?
luci asked us at dinner last night, "why do things always have to change?". such a good question. after some logical reasoning that left her 5 year old heart/mind less than convinced, the only thing we could think to tell her was that, no matter what else:
Jesus never changes... he's the same yesterday, today, and forever.