Leaving on a Jet Plane

[purplerabbit]

It was a fantastic week. We played games, talked, snuggled, planted in the garden, played with friends, and were a whole family.

Now it is Sunday morning, the birds are singing and I am trying very hard not to sink into the sadness. Troy has taken him to the airport. They don't have me take him any more. Rowan is more upset when I do. And the sight of the woman crying at the window watching the plane leave disturbs people. So now I sit and cry at home.

He will be back in 2 1/2 months. Old songs play in my head. "Leaving on a Jet Plane" and "There Goes My Everything" - songs dad use to sing to mom. 29 years after his death I can still hear his voice. Wonder what he would think of my life now. I love you dad. I love you son.

Comments

Re: HUGZ!

[purplerabbit.livejournal.com]

Thanks. I was feeling pretty alone with it yesterday. It helps to know people care.

Re: HUGZ!

[moofedma.livejournal.com]

I certainly care! Not too long ago (in my mind anyway) I was the child who had to leave a parent for the other. It's not easy being on the other side. Hopefully I won't have to experience what you're going through because that means another child won't have to go through what Rowan is going through (not to mention what I went through).