It’s late Sunday afternoon here, just as most of you on the other side of the world are waking up, and I think the homesickness has finally started to settle in a bit on this quiet afternoon.  Josh, asleep with his cell phone clutched to his chest, admitted that he cried a bit this morning because he misses his girlfriend so much.  Stephanie, asleep on the pillows beside him, has her laptop volume turned to high so she’ll wake up if a certain boy from home instant messages her.  They’re both waiting for the one they love back home to wake up to talk with them, even if it is just through words on a screen.

They’re lucky.  And I’m jealous of them.