Girls are leaving my house all too quickly. As much as I LOVE my quiet time, I don't think I am liking it this week.
Faith left for 3rd grade today. Nervous. Beautiful. Looking so much more grown up than a 2nd grader. And I felt so alone in the car with my Starbucks.
Heather flies away WAY too soon. And then I will be sooo lonely. But not alone, for in the car will be some support. I hope. Then again, maybe not. Maybe we'll have a contest to see who can cry the most: me, Janet, Faith, or Lorene. I bet I win the tissue contest - I blow my nose a lot when I cry! Somehow, I don't think Starbucks will be able to do a thing for me.
Faith left for 3rd grade today. Nervous. Beautiful. Looking so much more grown up than a 2nd grader. And I felt so alone in the car with my Starbucks.
Heather flies away WAY too soon. And then I will be sooo lonely. But not alone, for in the car will be some support. I hope. Then again, maybe not. Maybe we'll have a contest to see who can cry the most: me, Janet, Faith, or Lorene. I bet I win the tissue contest - I blow my nose a lot when I cry! Somehow, I don't think Starbucks will be able to do a thing for me.
Even so...I will not be alone. God is with me. I feel that so strongly. So deeply. So comfortingly. And let's be honest, girls. Starbucks don't hold a candle to what Jesus can do for you.
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Sounds like a lot of tears, tissues, and coffee. Letting go can be very hard, but at least it's only a short time, though I'm sure it'll seem like forever.
I think we might be tied on this one Mama Fair. I had waaay too much busy hands/idle thought time at work today. So I prayed, fought, and struggled not to cry. Ever since I hit the car for my drive home there have been thunder storms and sudden squalls of tears.
How am I going to make it through tomorrow? You are sooo right, at least when they leave and I've made it through the first night and heard they've made it safely, I can finally exhale and start counting the days until they are home.
Praying for you.
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