Well, she's gone.
It was . . . tough, really tough. Two things took the edge off. First, we took something to slightly dull our emotions. Second, the last 30 minutes were filled with confusion over a suitcase that weighed too much, and a missing cell phone. They served as good distractions indeed.
Watching her hug her brothers was tough. Seeing her hug Joseph and the tears in his eyes was harder. Hugging me about pushed me over the edge. I kept seeing Dorothy in "The Wizard of Oz" hugging Scarecrow and whispering, "I think I will miss you most of all."
I miss her so much, I feel like I have a huge hole on me . . I can feel the cold wind whistling through it and wonder why others don't point and comment. But I am also so excited for her that I am almost beside myself. She has an adventure ahead of her that is like no one I know.
And time will heal the wound, I know. Having it just means that I love her fiercely. As I write, she is waiting to board her plane in L.A. for Fiji! Fiji! Amazing. Send her good, safe travel thoughts and send me patience and a good hug.
Cuz, you know, she's gone.
3 comments:
It IS very exciting. You've raised a daughter who is thrilled to have adventures but still remembers where she really belongs. She is warm, kind, and will have a wonderful time.
I'm sorry it's so hard for you, though. I can't imagine. (((hugs)))
Wow, what a fabulous opportunity for your daughter. What wonderful adventures she will have and be able to share with you. I hope your heart and body both feel better!
I just got compared to Dorothy....I am trying to decide whether that is a compliment. I am comforted when I think that that means you compared YOU to a scarecrow.
Missing you every minute.
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