Final hugs, last picture, giggles, and it's over.  Three and a half delightful weeks with the sweetest little girl around has come to an end.  We took them to visit Guy and his family on this their last day in country.  Saw his new puppy dog and his chickens.  Got a tour of the house.  Ate a yummy meal together.  Talked and talked and talked.  They were quite impressed with him and his walk with our Lord.  Which is why we wanted them to meet.  Then it was back to Shiloh to do some final packing and those final hugs.  The house is empty now.  Actually all but one room are full, but we hear the echos of little girl laughter and it seems quite empty.  The life of a missionary is a life of good-byes.  We say them all the time.  And we never get used to them.  But we put on a brave face and move on to the next event.