thank you. I sure know I'm loved.
It's the weirdest thing. Here I am sitting in the Toronto Airport, it's 6:58 local time (that would be 3:58 on the coast) I slept a bit on my last flight and now I'm just waiting to board a short flight to Ottawa. I'll be visiting Scout and Biff, giving a retreat, going to a wedding and generally having a very nice time.
Here's the kicker. I'm alone. As in, travelling with no other human beings that are the issue of my womb. The day was bound to come. Rosebud is nine now. She got her ears pierced yesterday. She's a regular human being now. And I'm feeling pretty grown up, too. Going to Ottawa by myself. Who knew?
I miss them already.