Coming home from this trip to India was indeed bitter sweet. I was, personally, never so glad to see our little white house after 30 hours of travel, two and a half weeks of hot and humid A.C. free weeks, and a rather cranky toddler who never quite got over jet lag.
But, I don't think I can quite describe how difficult it was for Conrad to say good-bye to his father. While we were there he declined rather quickly and we are almost certain that this was the last time we would see him on this side of eternity. It was hard for me, but this is the man who raised my husband...and he's on the otherside of the world.
In the next few days I'll try to give a few snapshots of our trip to India. In the meantime, pray for Conrad's dad, and Conrad. He continues to decline, and we imagine Conrad will be making another trip to India soon.