Matthew left yesterday morning for a 5-day trip with my mom, her brother and sister and my niece. They headed to Eastern Arizona to stay with my other aunt and uncle in the cooooool mountain pines. There's a lake with trout on their ranch...a HUGE sandbox...and lots of exploring to do. An 8-year old's dream!
I am devastated! Teared up a few times yesterday. This is the first time he has been away from us - away from home without us. He called last night crying saying he missed me...I had to be strong, and it was tough. I talked him through the tears and told him to hold onto Oma (my mom) as if she were me (cuz she kinda is, in a sense).
They called a little while ago...he was fine. Totally fine. So fine, in fact, that my mom put him on the phone and he could barely talk he was so excited because they could hear elk...and they were going to New Mexico...and going to walk past a bunch of yellow trees...and had already fed the fish...
And, to end the call, he passed the phone back to my mom and I heard him say, "I am past the crying - I don't think I miss her anymore!" I could have cried again...
So, I turn to this to make me laugh and smile:
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