The Squad 2015 Two hours ago we dropped off Rasmus at the Portland airport. There were hugs and barks, fist pumps, tears, and quiet words. We’ve had a special year… together.
Now, Bailey is asleep under my office chair as I write this final blog entry. A light rain falls and the gray afternoon sky is unwelcoming. When we arrived home a message from Rasmus awaited us on Facebook: “Miss you guys.” Once again, that gnawing pain deep in the gut.
In a few days there will be two empty beds up on the second floor. The boys will be with family and hometown friends, their other lives returned… with one happy difference: Now, Rasmus and Felix have two families, two sets of friends, two hometowns, two homes... and in a real way, two countries.
We wish them well and send our love, always.
Now, Bailey is asleep under my office chair as I write this final blog entry. A light rain falls and the gray afternoon sky is unwelcoming. When we arrived home a message from Rasmus awaited us on Facebook: “Miss you guys.” Once again, that gnawing pain deep in the gut.
In a few days there will be two empty beds up on the second floor. The boys will be with family and hometown friends, their other lives returned… with one happy difference: Now, Rasmus and Felix have two families, two sets of friends, two hometowns, two homes... and in a real way, two countries.
We wish them well and send our love, always.
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