heartbreaking

I called Aunt yesterday and after finally having a good conversation with her, she put Cousin 3 on the phone. He jabbered away about school and church and learning to swing by himself and riding his bike. Normal kid stuff. When he was done chatting away, he told me, unprompted, "I miss you."

Talk about a heartbreaker. Cousin 3 is four years old. I haven't seen him since July. He hasn't fussed much about me leaving, that I know of. And he has no idea of how much I miss him and his brothers and the rest of my family.

Four months. Just four more months and I'll be home.