Tuesday, January 7, 2014
And away he goes....
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Hi Boomer Girl.. I am in the same situation today. Driving my son to the airport to say goodbye. He is off on a journey alone to Australia to discover himself and some of our beautiful planet. It is indeed a bitter sweet moment, I am sad, yet thrilled for the adventures he is about to experience. I forgot my sunglasses, as it is raining here, so the world gets to see my tears of love. Good bye my beautiful son, I love you, Ma xo
Oh, Susan. I have been there, too. My son went to New Zealand alone a few years ago (pre-Skype, I think) and was gone for ten months. I cried buckets that time. He missed my dad's funeral and the home team's NCAA championship celebration, but he came back a more mature, worldly and appreciative person. Hang in there. xo
It's always such a bittersweet day when our sons leave on their adventures. And the thing is, it's exactly what we want for them! To be strong, to start a new chapter of their life, to be independent...it's the letting go part that is the roughest for us sometimes. He'll have great stories to tell, Cathy, and I bet you'll be hearing from him more than you expect to. Here's to his new life! And yours! ♡
You're right, KJ. This is the third major adventure/departure for him, so we're getting used to it. I'm very thankful for Skype, FaceTime, Instagram, etc. Technology is a godsend, most of the time.
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