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Summah on the coast

Saturday morning, around 5:30 a.m., my daughter, my husband, my car, two suitcases full of 'have to' clothes, and sundry appliances that our college Senior wanted/needed for her apartment drove off into the sunrise. As the taillights winked out in the distance, I felt that tightness in my chest, the oh so familiar searing pain caused by the departure of one of my offspring, and a heaviness that persisted in spite of multiple yoga sessions, miles on the trail, and meditation by the fountain out back over the course of the weekend.

But this time the searing pain didn't turn into the fetal position crying jag that it has in the past, a jag that paralyzes me for an hour or so, then subdues me for the remainder of the day,  and reminds me of how absolutely powerful the bonds of motherhood are, and how blessed I am to feel these ties with my progeny.

Either I am growing used to these separations, or the other shoe hasn't dropped yet due to the noise of studying for midterms amidst the normal work stuff.

I'll let ya know.

In the meantime, my girl and husband are bound for Sandusky, Ohio, where they plan to spend tomorrow riding seizure inducing roller coasters and screaming until they're hoarse. They're into that. So far, they've visited family in Kansas City and enjoyed copious amounts of barbeque in the process. And they went to a Royals game, too. Where I'm told it was very hot, very muggy, and beer was $9.75 a cup.

After Sandusky they're DC bound for a few days of sightseeing and then it's NYC to hang out with our son for a few days, then Providence, their destination.

So far the gardens are still alive, only one of our pond fish looks iffy (new batch of big goldfish which isn't turning out to be the healthiest ever, for some reason), nothing bad has happened at the house and I've managed to get a little studying done.

But the week is young. And the pressure is mounting with midterms and some work projects that refuse to go smoothly or ever just be finished....so that other shoe, the one where I lose my cool and retreat into a cool room where I purge the myriad emotions stirring, may fall after all.



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