The most horrible Christmas Day for me ever since it was the day my only baby girl evidently became an independent woman: She flew to New Orleans all by herself to go spend the week with the folks. As you can all see, she was completely distraught to be leaving me behind... I practically had to peel her off of me as she screamed my name ;-) Actually- The very last thing she said to me *in her most stern and serious voice-which I thought was a little unnecessary* was Mom. I am just going to go get on that plane and I DO NOT want you to try to go with me. Not only did she not want us to stand in the line with her, but she never once even looked back at us as she chatted with the agent, submitted her ticket, then marched right down the ramp! I am quite certain that she will be packing her room up and moving off to college after the holidays are over.
Posted on: Fri, 26 Dec 2014 14:42:36 +0000