...and noticed two somewhat faded tan lines.
Tan lines from the African sun.
Tan lines from our trip to Ghana almost exactly one month ago now.
You're probably thinking, it's only 2 tan lines for goodness sake.
But it is so much more than that...
My heart sunk a little bit deeper in that moment.
And as I put this into words because I don't want to forget even the littlest of things, my eyes cannot hold back the tears.
I DON'T WANT MY TAN LINES TO FADE.
They are a reminder of those oh-so sweet moments with my boys that I wish I could have today.
I don't want my tan lines to fade.
They are a reminder of the hot African sun that I would love to soak up some more.
I don't want my tan lines to fade.
They are a reminder of the many lives I met half way across this world that I don't want to forget.
I don't want...
I just want to hold my boys in my arms again.
I miss Africa.
I miss the simplicity of life we had while there.
I really, really miss our boys.
