Meet Me in St. Louis

Stonehenge 2007

Bath 2007

Graduation Day 2008

Mexico 2012

Hi Mom! 1989

Dad Smooches 1990

Tomorrow, at o'dark thirty, my "baby" is off on another work adventure. This time to St. Louis. Just as when the girls begin new journeys in life, and no matter how old they are, I'm proud as heck, but I can't deny the twinge in my heart. 

The longing for a day when all they lived for was a cuddle, the whimsical joy of a story told, and the safety of them being in your protective embrace replaced with a morsel of worry. That's a given. It will never change.

I send him off, yet again, into a world that may not envelop him in a warm hug. But, also into another opportunity at growth, change, and success (monetary gain notwithstanding).

Proud mom? To be sure. Three times over. That doesn't mean that saying goodbye isn't hard. It is. Every single time. So instead I'll say; A hui ho, Grommet. Remember to call your mother every now and then. She loves you.