three more weeks.

early in the summer, someone said "yall, we have three weeks until break." it sounded like a year away.
then sunday night i walked into multipurpose for staff worship, and i thought, "we have three more weeks of this."
and this time i cried.
in three weeks we'll be out of the gate and out of each other's lives.
it seems long at the beginning.
but from this angle, three weeks is a heartbeat.
and it's not long enough.