Kinda sorta not really

So this post is kinda sorta but not really a real post... but it has been weighing on my mind more than anything else lately.

Oli travels tomorrow to Poland. And he'll be there the ENTIRE summer.

As much as I am frustrated by him, I am going to miss that boy. I'm closer now to tears than I have been in a very long time. I'm really going to miss him. I don't really want him to go. Well, at least for so long... I can understand a visit, but THREE MONTHS!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

I'm afraid too... about everything that can change...

I'm saddened as well with the knowledge that Gabi and Ella are going to wail when they realize that Ciocia and "Bubba" aren't coming back for a while. They'll hate me for letting him go. Especially Gabi. He has memories now. He can process it. Ella is still developing. Gabi is old enough now... its going to be miserable for him and us.

Ok, I broke. I'm crying now. I'm going to miss him horribly.

I guess that this turned into a real post after all...