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Today starts our 20 day stretch away from daddy, my husband, my best friend, & Logan's sidekick. As I sit on this long 12 hour plane ride, I can't help but shed a few tears. Since my son was born 5 months ago, my husband has never been away from us longer than 3 days. 

One of my best friends will be getting married this weekend & I am honored to stand by her side & be apart of her special day! That's the reason we have departed early from Germany :) ((if anyone was curious)). Since Logan is only 5 months old (as of tomorrow), I didn't want to fly back after the wedding another total of 15 hours & fly back again 10 days later! Too much for us both!! So we visit friends & family & wait for daddy to get to Houston. 

Truth is, in our life...like I have always said, home is where your husband is. We say "going home" like coming back to Houston is our home. Technically, it is. We live there in the summer & when Zo retires we will remain there. But, home is where we are together. The other 9 months of the year we travel to another country, live in a new house, drive a different car, sleep in a different bed, play with different toys, cheer for a different team, etc. Everything is new....

Every year. 

Never would I trade our world for anything. The amazing things we get to experience & allow our son to experience are once in a lifetime & for that I am forever grateful. But with this, I am constantly reminded that home is where we are together.

As I departed away from my husband today, a piece of me left. My heart hurt for me, selfishly...but more for my baby boy who shares an indescribable bond with my husband. It made me sad that when Logan wakes up, daddy won't be there to do his morning ritual, have bubbly bath time, & watch ESPN. And I hurt for my husband who will come home to an empty home, an empty dinner table, & no smiles when he walks in the bedroom. Our home is when we are together, and when we aren't together...it doesn't feel like home. 

I haven't been to the USA in 8 months! I have so missed our favorite things & our favorite people. I look forward to all the reunions & the laughs & smiles from our loved ones & Logan finally getting to meet everyone else who loves him! 

But...today I get to deal with missing my husband & the bittersweet goodbyes we have to have each year. Goodbye to the teammates, fans, management, & staff. Goodbye to the friends we made that became like family. Goodbye to the neighbors & the sweet people that have impacted us these past months. And this year, many sad goodbyes for the amazing people that have been a big part of Logan's short little life. His midwife who was with us for 8 weeks, his sweet nanny/babysitter who loved him like her own, his "grandma" who taught me so much & who spoiled him rotten. We are so grateful for these ladies. We are grateful for these experiences. Our son will grow & be loved by so many people from so many cultures all over the world. 

So today is a little bittersweet. Beyond the tears I can smile a little because these memories are always happy, the moments were all amazing, & the time spent will forever be remembered. 20 days isn't too bad, right? In the meantime Logan will be extremely spoiled & surrounded by so much love. I get to have skype dates with hubby, & absence makes the heart grow fonder, right? :) 

Home is always with each other, but I'm so grateful that away from home we have love, kindness, family, & friends. 

Blessed to be "back home" with all of these people & I look forward to making home perfect in 20 days....but hey, who's counting? :)