Matt packed up and left for a business trip in Seoul about midway through November. It was the longest trip he's ever taken, and the longest we've ever been apart at one time. It was heavy, letting him go.
His vacation business trip started off looking pretty darn nice to me.
While he was off gallivanting working hard in Seoul, we were still finishing up the last of the antibiotics and breathing treatments, catching up on MUCH NEEDED sleep, and preparing for Thanksgiving.
I wasn't alone while Matt was gone. Erika and Nick and Mary and Art sent care packages, cards and love from afar.
Grandma Lois came to help me during the day. We had fallen immensely behind on school, and I needed some serious quiet time with the older kids to prepare for their exams.
She read to the littles and loved on them for the entire day. Hugs and kisses and books and playdoh and playtime. It was a huge blessing.
We watched the calendar like hawks. The days passed by so slowly and Matt's plane looked like it would never land back in Detroit.
But he finally arrived.
Bearing gifts.
The jetlag took a bit to work through, but the kids didn't mind helping Matt get back to himself.
Everyone was so joyful to have Matt home. It felt like Thanksgiving had come early for us all.
Good summary
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