I have just returned from a great weekend with Sharon and her family. They live just south of Chicago, about 150 miles away.
Upon returning home, I found both twins (Peter and John) were helping at a local church camp, and thus out of the house. This, combined with Josh at work during the day and Daniel still in Singapore, meant that Joy and I were the only "children" in the house.
I realized that, come this fall, my parents will only have Joy in the house. I have become so used to all 7 of us, with 1 or 2 occasionally missing, running around all the time, and the thought of only 1 seems strange and wrongly silent.
I know some of you have already passed this stage, and some are still to experience it. I am entering a new age, as it were, in the life of my family. I'll be an uncle (and my parents, grandparents) within 5 months. All 6 of us boys have graduated from highschool. The activities and dynamics I have become so familiar with are changing permanently.
So here's a warning to all of you yet to experience this: your lives will change in the future!
(How's that for deep?)