As I drove away the girls ran after my car, waving and yelling their goodbyes. Caroline was holding back tears, I could tell. That made me want to turn around but I didn't. I never leave yet I felt like a bad mommy as I was driving away.
The last time I left over night was about one year ago. I was going to the same place, Capitola, with Sherri. We started this tradition last year and decided that we'd do this every year. She's a special friend and we live so very far from each other. I used to talk to her every day but this year homeschooling has left me with little phone time and not much friend time. I was really looking forward to catching up with my dear friend.
Later, when I arrived in Capitola, I called home and Ken told me that Caroline cried for a long, long time. It broke my heart.
Friday, May 21, 2010
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This answered my question on your other post.
What a nice way to get away! Just like you I also like calling home after I leave but I know I should not. Tim does not tell me the bad news until we're together again - which is good and bad. :)
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