They stayed at Shiloh on two separate occasions back when they were just here for short term mission work.  We hit it off right from the start.  While they are ten years younger than us, we are nevertheless lumped together as older ones.  Great people.  Lots of fun.  They have been everywhere.  Done everything.  Been missionaries for years and years.  Leaders for lots of teams of young people on short term trips in countries all over the world.  And then they came out here for good.  Settled in not far from us.  We do all sorts of things together.  They are the ones who drag us out of the house to all the events at RFIS, the mission high school.  We went to a Valentines dinner together.  Several plays out at the school.  She's the one who dragged me into the Cooking Club.  But now they are leaving Cameroon for good.  She has health issues.  He has an elderly mother.  We don't know what we are going to do.  Nobody can fill the hole they are leaving behind.  They are irreplaceable.  In their mission.  And in our lives.  Who will drag us off to things now?  We'll just be stuck at home, bricked in to our room.  No social life.  It will be terrible.  The life of a missionary is a life of "good byes".  But this is a tough one.  We feel it deeply and they haven't even left yet.