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

HUGZ!

[freyaschild.livejournal.com]

You are in our thoughts, hon.
Both

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You are in our thoughts, hon.
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HUGZ!

[freyaschild.livejournal.com]

You are in our thoughts, hon.
Both cynan_poly & I are here for you...