Last night Heather and I (+ families) had a little going away dinner for Rachel and David and the girls. It was bittersweet, but I held it together pretty well until the very end when it was late and dark and we were all hugging goodnight (+ farewell for now), and then the lump in my throat got the best of me.
All that's left today is a dishwasher to unload and wax-drippy candles. And that lump in my throat, it's still there. They are a good family full of great people and I wish them only the best. (+ I'm already planning a trip to Houston/Galveston for spring break next year.)