Well, as of 10:10 am this morning, Brad and Aimee were winging their way back to Kansas via Southwest Airlines.
I know they were both anxious to be heading home. After all they have been here 3 weeks and a day. But I think there was a bit of nervousness surrounding the cold snap that has moved through the area.
Good byes are always difficult around here.
Especially when the good byes are being said with the family members that we don't see as often.
I guess in the back of my mind is always the thought that this could be the last time we see them.
I don't mean that in a morbid way, although it does sound a bit morbid.
But I mean that simply as an awareness that life is precious and fragile and shouldn't be taken for granted.
Tomorrow is promised to no one.
So I anxiously await the news that the plane has landed safely at MCI at 3:35pm. Then I can anxiously await the news that Brad makes the drive back to Lincoln safe and sound.
If if tomorrow comes for me, I will begin exploring my life's options.
2 comments:
I'm the same way... we never stop worrying about the kids, huh?
Love you!
I still see a little 7-year-old or 10-year-old every time he walks out the door, wondering if he'll be okay. It doesn't go away.
I guess it's comforting to know that Mom and Dad see me as a young person every time I leave, too. Much better than a 50-year-old with wrinkles. ;-) Treat yourselves well tonight during the letdown.
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