THF

We have taken the next step. Yesterday the last of the unaccompanied household goods was packed, crated and sealed, and taken to wherever they wait for the next ship to USA. And we moved to THF, temporary housing facility. Everything in the Army is an acronym. One has to learn this new language when entering the military, they speak in acronyms. We are currently living in a two bedroom apartment right on base. It actually is very nice and it willl be convenient for Elizabeth to execute the last of details involving the car, Defender, dogs and orders.

Maja and Kay have left this morning, to return to Wisconsin. As we embrace and say "see you later" she whispers that she will miss me. I know. I will miss her too. We have grown close these past two weeks. Common grief does that to people. But mothers, I think, share a peculiar bond. We have known the wonderful, almost indescribable, feeling of having a life formed and growing inside of us. The joys and hopes that emerge when we see our first born, naked, slimy, screaming and beautiful, oh, so beautiful, as they are presented to us in the delivery room. And we love them immensely, immediately. I know what she felt then but, can only imagine what she feels now. Lord, bless them with safety as they return to their Wisconsin family.