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Paulers left for India yesterday

The 3 of us, (Paul, Hannah, & Me) had breakfast together and hung out yesterday morning. It was so nice. I thought Paul was all packed but it turned out I was completely wrong. We spent the morning watching Paulers pack and playing fetch with Frito.

After he left, I kept picking up the cell phone to call him and remembering I couldn’t. We talk back and forth about 4-6 times each day, only for a sentence or two, and it was weird not to be able to yesterday. I really appreciate cell phones for how much extra communication we get during the day.

Today they should be arriving in Delhi- John has some people to visit and he’s making use of that need to let the guys see the Taj Mahal. That’s a really really cool thing of John to do, adding a detour like that to their trip. I’m under the impression that the guys are gonna be in some tougher conditions because there are no women on the team. The guys all seemed to be excited about the opportunities that offered.

Ione Hagen said the first year your husband goes is the hardest- I think she’s right. I’m not worried about his health like I was. I’m just so glad he’s getting guy time and such a life-changing experience. I can’t wait to hear about the trip- not just the first report, like what they did and saw, but the longer honor of hearing what God showed him or how he thinks differently about this or that. That stuff comes out slowly, as we live life together and it’s one of the best parts about being his wife.

The first thing I did last night was add an electric blanket to the bed- I get to turn it up as high as I want when I’m by myself, and I can have NPR and BBC on all night. I love sleeping to the sound of the “as it happens” theme song. That drives Paulers nuts.

Hannah & I asked Alex to fly out and stay with us- Sibling week! But he can’t. aww, dang.