And I am scared for him.
I believe we have done a good job of raising him, taught him to be safe, taught him to know right from wrong.
And, Brad is smart.
He is thorough and naturally careful.
But I still worry.
I don't have any control over this. If something were to go wrong, I couldn't be there to help him.
I don't even know where he will be staying, nor do I have any way to reach him.
What's a Mom to do?
I don't even know what flight he was on and if he made it to Rome.
This not knowing is so hard for me.
But I have to let it go.
I have to trust!
I did ask Brad for an itinerary before he left but this is all he sent me:
"arrive in rome friday morning
leave rome sunday night
arrive in paris monday morning
leave paris/arrive london thursdsay morning
leave london sunday morning
arrive lincoln sunday night
that's about all i got"
I know Brad to be thorough.
I know Brad to be incredibly cautious.
I also know I taught him to use punctuation.
:-)
And clearly he forgot to punctuate his email.
I worry if he will forget to be thorough and cautious while traveling abroad.
I have no option but to let go, to try not to worry, to not spend my day wondering if he made it to his first stop, Rome.
I guess all I can do is pray.
Not that prayer is a 'last resort'. What I mean is I have to have faith.
I have to believe in something I can't see, I cant touch, I can't tangibly feel.
I just have to believe and know that Brad will have a great adventure and return safely to Lincoln in 10 days.
10 Days! Ugh!
-- Post From DWNTWN's iPhone
1 comment:
I feel the same... I asked someone the other day if they thought our parents worried about us the way we worry about our adult kids; they thought they did, and we should probably let our parents know more about what we're doing. But, I think of Dad's reaction to seeing Chris climb rocks and I think, "Maybe some ignorance is bliss."
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