I never guessed being kid-free would be so hard. Two weeks without running to soccer, making snacks, arguing about bedtimes or cleaning up messes sounded like a good idea. Two weeks to eat out, go for long walks and meet up with old friends was going to be so much fun. The theory of it all makes perfect sense, but my heart is aching for something different. Maybe it was being around kids all weekend that started this angst in the pit of my stomach. Seeing Josilin and Luke's closest friends was a bittersweet reminder that they are not here with us. I'm certain they are off having the time of their lives, but until I see the whites of their eyes, I worry.
