I'm home (technically, I've been home since late Monday night). The boys weren't super excited/surprised to see me, but I can tell they've missed me by the weird way they've been acting (I don't know if that makes sense but I can tell). Big A has missed me but I know he was expecting me to be all bubbly and happy when I got home. Now, I was happy, but not bubbly. I ended up getting sick on Sunday morning in Manila (Saturday evening here) - all the girls had some tummy issues. Mine progressively got worse on the trip home. I feel stronger now (more food, more water/Gatorade), but my stomach is still in pain.
I do plan to share more, much more, about my trip, but I need to let it sink in a little (and feel better). I should get back to bed to try to soak up a few more hours of sleep.