My daughter leaves for New Zealand this morning and I can scarcely think of anything else.
I hate how I don't get nervous about things until the very last minute. I think I'm all calm, cool and collected, then I lose it at the last minute. It happens every time, so I don't know why I'm so surprised this morning.
You know what's weird? When your children start going places without you. When you have to trust that they'll be able to manage on their own in places that you know almost nothing about.
It's gonna be a long 4 1 /2 months....