nearing the end.

My kids recently realized that school was nearing an end. Only because I told them. They seem to only have a developing concept of time, so I thought I'd help them along so that it didn't hit them too hard. Shortly after their realization and excitement that a long vacation was in sight, they realized that the end of school meant the end our face-to-face relationship.

I've been receiving extra long hugs lately. Today from Fátima, Maria José, and Jasson. And I found Maria José crying while everyone else was playing checkers and Hungry Hungry Hippos. When I asked her what was wrong, she said, "I no want you to go to da United States."

I have a feeling these next few weeks are only going to get harder.