While Friday was such an exciting day for us, it was yet another reminder of two special ladies who are no longer here to celebrate with us along this adoption journey. Naturally after our agency called, I texted Patrick (since I couldn't call him at work). Next up to call was my dear twin sis. Then I called my sweet Auntie Alison. And then I had to think about what friends to call.... because I haven't been able to "call" my mom or gramma in years since they both passed away. It's times like these when the pain of their absence just takes hold of me, and I cry out to have them back. I miss them deeply and hurt for my children who will never know their big bear hugs or big wet kisses. I know how excited they would be to witness us growing our family and rejoice right along with us. I just miss 'em. I just plain miss 'em. And it hurts.