Life Down Under

Time for me to fess up

So, I have a little confession to make. In a previous post in which I recapped the events of our packing week and made excuses for a notable absence of posts, I mentioned (in reference to the events of that week) that "you didn't miss much". Well, that wasn't entirely true. You all actually missed something quite huge, but I wasn't able to disclose this secret to the world because I needed to make a few overseas phone calls and tell some people "in person" first. No, I am not pregnant.

Taylor and I are going home for 3 weeks! Aaron totally surprised me - bought the tickets and everything - and I didn't have a clue! I was so excited when he told me that I started crying - I was totally un-done. I guess the best way to explain it is that in the midst of missing home, you just can't let your heart 'go there' to a certain level. And then when someone tells you that you'll be able to experience that which you have been longing for but telling yourself you can't have.....that is enough to bring the tears. And then Aaron even got my parents in on the whole plan, and arranged for us to fly up to CT for a week, too, so we can see them. How awesome is that??!! It will be so much fun for both sets of Taylor's grandparents to be able to see her and spend time with her, and not miss out on this phase of her growing up. Oh, I can't wait to see family, friends, go shopping, go to baseball games, eat all the yummy food I miss and just be in America. Amongst Americans. Yeah!! The only bad part is that Aaron won't be able to come with us, as he has to hold down the fort (i.e. lead an internship) here.

Thank you, honey. This is a true gift which I don't take lightly. You're the best.