My dear hubby left early this morning for Guatemala.  He's on a medical mission for 9 days.  This is the same thing he did last year at this time.  As I write this he's in the air.  I already miss him.    At least my sister is coming to stay with me, although she won't be here until tomorrow.  I'd love your thoughts and prayers for his safety and the success of his trip as well as for my sanity.    It's been a rough couple weeks.