Saying Goodbye

The hardest part about our life without a single doubt is not being close to our family.  And the hardest moments of the hardest part are always hardest right after we’ve seen our family.  But I’m getting ahead of myself.  Let’s start at the beginning of the end.

Our last day with the Jordans was spent relaxing by the water with a walk, coffee and a long leisurely lunch at the best restaurant in Milos, which just happened to be down the block from our house.

First a walk along the port to look at all the boats.

 

 

 

 
After our walk we stopped for some coffee and a mango shake and some sunglass modeling.

 

For lunch we decided to go out with a bang and headed to Enalion, which had become our favorite restaurant in Milos.   We had gone to dinner here a couple nights before and it was so delicious we decided it would be a good way to send the Jordans off.

This is just a glimpse at the food at this place.  Everything we had here was so delicious!

Our week with the Jordans ended way too fast.  Before we knew it it was time for Aunt Das and Uncle Nooj to leave.  After just a couple of days together I quickly get so used to having my family around and it’s so much harder after they leave.  It always happens so fast I’m shocked every time when they leave and I have a big hole left that they had filled.  After the Jordans left I spent a couple of days wallowing like a girlfriend that’s been dumped.  Everything reminded me of the Jordans, every time I passed the restaurants we had eaten at, the beaches we had been to, the sign for their hotel, I would get mopey.

But then I remember how lucky we are to have such wonderful family in our lives and a chance to make such amazing memories.  I would give anything to be back here at this restaurant with these two amazing people who love my boys as much as I do, but in the meantime I’ll consider myself to be the luckiest mom in the world to have these two in Adam and Malcolm’s lives and cherish every moment of our trip.

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