The moving truck came today to Dunja's house. The house is empty. Dunja was originally going to leave tomorrow...but she needed to leave today in order to be at her house in CT by tomorrow morning for the truck's arrival. I did not know any of this and had told Dunja that I would be at her house between 2 and 2:30. Unfortunately, I was not able to get there until closer to 3:00. I missed her leaving by about 15 minutes. I'm a little put out with myself for not getting there on time.
On a brighter note, I was able to see her last night at a good-bye party.
Anyway...I walked around the property and took some pictures. It seemed so quiet. Ironically, Dunja's family was the second family that I knew that lived in the house. As I was walking around the property, I saw hand prints and footprints pressed into the cement from the first family I knew who lived here. There were also muddy footprints from Dunja's dogs on the porch.
I apologize for being so melancholy right now. It is just how I feel. Thus the melancholy pictures to go with it. I know the Lord has D's family in His hands...and he also holds us in His hands. Therefore, we can't ever really be far apart. I will see her again.
Please remember to pray for D and her family that they settle in quickly, that they feel at home, that they are surrounded by people who love and bless them and that they will be happy.