Into the Rockies
So this happened today:
I’m feeling all right tonight, but I make no promises for the rest of week, especially considering the minor breakdown I had Saturday morning.
It wasn’t pretty. There were tears.
Comments are closed on this because, really: what’s there to say?
“AG will be fine.”
“She’ll be back before you know it.”
“She’s having a great time.”
All of which I know but thank you for (probably) thinking, anyway, and none of which help the larger problem here:
She’s my kid!
And I miss her!
And the Sidekick was crying this morning, and that makes me sad, too!
And I can’t call and talk to her!
And she’s my BABY!
I’ll most likely be a mess by Wednesday night. Good thing she’s not old enough to go away to college yet.