Letting her jump on a plane and stay with friends and family was so worth my own little bit of heartache ~ Thank you my dear friend M and your big girl J and to my big sister and her beloved, words cannot express my gratitude.
Xx
Friday, January 27, 2012
She is back...
Letting her jump on a plane and stay with friends and family was so worth my own little bit of heartache ~ Thank you my dear friend M and your big girl J and to my big sister and her beloved, words cannot express my gratitude.
Xx
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Distance makes the heart grow fonder? it is lovely to have a little break just to remember how much you love having them close :) Oh and what a cheeky thing not telling about her tooth!! quick thinking mumma! Such a special time.
Shannon I remember experiencing exactly the same feeling....they grow up and these little steps helps along the way....
My daughter went to NZ last year on her school camp..that one too felt like a similar step.
I did this once with my ten year old son - sending him to my sister. It was very hard. What if something had happened to the plane? Then, fast forward twenty years, and I'm sending my youngest daughter, now a graduate student, flying off to Wales, via the London airport, lugging three months worth of camping equipment and clothes and a musical instrument. She had to find her own way from London to Wales, and from whatever train stop in Wales down the coast to a tiny seaport town, then to a dig deep in the farm land.
I had international service on my cell phone at significant cost. When she hit London finally, after being diverted in Houston because of an equipment problem - having to stay in a hotel till she could get another flight - she was fatigued, carrying those huge bags all alone - and ended up in tears.
Some angel woman at the airport let Chaz use her phone to call me, helped her find the train, and a wonderful nother woman was her mother hen on the train, all the way across the country.
It was hard. Very hard. For me, stuck at home.
This is why I believe in angels, my dear. They don't have wings, actually - they simply have deep hearts.
I remember my eldest going off on her own (actually she was with her grandma, but in my eyes it was on her own because it wasn't with ME) and how unsettling it was...for me. SHE of course had a blast and was FULL of non-stop talking when she returned home, which was great, cuz I was full of non-stop listening and hugging.
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