I'm home

I made it, through the retreat. The time seemed to fly by, and I was able to connect with a few women. I did have a few stress moments though- I called home when I got to Prescott, Thursday afternoon and Rachel is crying, not little sobs, but really upset about something, she can't even tell me why. So I feel all this guilt that I should be there to fix whatever the problem is. Then Friday morning, I call Pat just before 9 and he doesn't answer the phone, so I try again at 10:30 and he still doesn't answer, and I get confused thinking he's being picked up at 11 to go to the Grand Canyon. So, I panic and call my BIL to ask Pat to listen to my messages before he leaves. Pat does call me back before he leaves, but I couldn't talk to him. I called after school on Friday and Rachel was to excited to be making something with her cousin Jessi to even talk to me :( Pat called me at 6:40 when they got to the hotel, but I missed that call too. I hated that I didn't get to talk to him at all, yesterday. This morning my phone rang at 6 AM, talk about jumping out of bed, it wasn't a big deal, (Sarah's girl scout outing question), but still 6AM! Pat and I did manage to talk to one another this morning. Yeah! I came home to a quite but messy house. Rachel was at a birthday party and my sister took Joseph and Sarah out for lunch. I don't think the kids missed me that much, since they hardly wanted to tell me about their past few days, and just started a movie. :(