Elizabeth and I should be on our way to the airport right now.
Tom should be making up the beds.
Julian should be buying bread at the bakery.
Sarah should be doing what all teenagers do Saturday mornings. (Oh, wait. That is what she is doing.)
And my sister and her family should be landing in Paris any minute.
But illness doesn’t schedule around vacations so we’ll send prayers and good vibes to Chris for a full recovery in hopes that we will see them in June.
In the meantime, we will enjoy Paris this week and travel to Barcelona by ourselves in a few days. It will be enjoyable, I’m sure. Just not what we had hoped.
I didn’t know how much I missed her until I knew I wasn’t going to see her.