It feels very strange when half of you is in a different part of the world. To explain, my husband is currently in the country of Honduras with no way to contact me. I miss his face so much. It’s crazy how just the little things feel so different without him around. Physically, my heart is heavier, my chest feels tighter, and there is no middle ground between hyper-alert and exhausted. I feel like my senses are heightened, and I notice more–like somehow I have to compensate my actions for the fact that his presence is missing. In all, I continue to grow, and am challenged to pray for him and his heart. I am currently praying that God gives him a sense of direction and purpose. In his absense, I have this wonderful picture as a reminder of him and his countenance the day before he left. What a character–I’m so grateful for this man and what he teaches me about life.