My mom is gone.

After we dropped her off at the airport, Finn and I went to pick up Hadley at school, then went to a playdate so it didn’t really register that she was gone until I was making dinner at about 6 and I started to cry. I was just suddenly overcome with sadness. I saw her handwriting on the grocery list and missed her face. I kept making dinner sort of quietly crying while the kids stomped about and watched a video. Peter came home and saw that my face was red and streaked with tears. I collapsed into a hug and said “I miss my mom.” I’m tearing up now sort of unexpectedly just thinking about it again. I loved being with her. I had her all to myself because Peter was out of town, which made it all the more special. She likes to say that because I am far away our time together is that much more special because it’s quality time and we do things we normally wouldn’t do if I lived closer. All of this is true, I know, but it still doesn’t take away from the fact that I wish I were closer to her.

Sigh…

We had such a good time with you EMP. You’re a peach of a gal. Please come back soon.