Picnicing

I think that yesterday was one of our last (sniff, sniff) if not The Last picnic with Everybody that we'll get to be part of here in Midlandia. And, not one single person had a camera to document it! Not to worry, friendlies, it will live in our memories.

We went to the park with a bunch of friends and a bunch a bunch of kiddos. I, for the most part, was stationed with the Under Ones, of which there were about 6. And it was so sweet - they came in small (3 months and under), medium (8 months) and large (one year). Clara told me when we got home that she really liked playing with her cups next to other kids playing with their toys and that it was the Best Memorial Day Picnic Ever.

So I'm sitting here Remembering - one of my first bar-b-ques here in Midland, at the Voskamp's with Everybody. And, I think that Sullivan was just a wee one because I remember thinking that that baby hasn't cried the Entire Time. In fact, there appeared to be no crying, fighting, or whining of any sort - which kind of freaked me out. Although, I do remember there being tons and tons of kids and thinking - Seriously? What am I doing here with all of these people with all of these kids? And now I'm sitting in my house thinking, what am I going to do without all of these people and all of these kids?

What am I going to do without you all? And for an ISTJ, who tends not to be the most expressive girl in the world, I am feeling So Sad. And even though when we're together I'm quiet and mostly just listening - you guys have touched me. And I hold you so close, in my quiet little way.

I think that leaving is starting to become Real.