Troy left early this morning to help lead an Oasis Madrid ministry team to Morocco. He won't be back until late Monday night. Nothing is quite right in our house when he's not here.
Meg woke early, at 6:30. I think she had set her mind that she would wake up before Daddy left. But he was already gone, and she sadly crawled into bed with me.
I forgot I was only making one cup of coffee and almost boiled my milk to death.
The dog hasn't even eaten her breakfast; she is cuddled up under a blanket next to me.
Nothing is quite the same without Daddy in the house.