So I am now alone. Everyone has gone. My house is clean. I sleep all night. The washing machine runs only about four times a week. Whereas for a month and ahalf it has run four to five times a day. Quiet. No baby sounds, no handprints on my windows, no spitup on my shirts, no baby pee on my bed, no bottles on my counter, no diapers tossed into divers areas, no snuggling into the necks of sweet smelling angels, no goo goo sounds, no "Grandma, come and play with me". I am back into the swing of a one child at home, school's in session life and I am back to work at the high school. Funny how change happens so quickly. One minute every moment is full of family, the next you are alone and things are quiet. Change. Life. Family.