Today’s Daily Prompt: Happy Happy Joy Joy
The subject matter hits me straight in the heart. My youngest, world-weary traveler, was home for the holidays. I hated letting her go back to the frigid north, but alas, what’s a mother to do but pray. And come close to a nervous breakdown!
I wanted to write it all out and relieve myself of the increased cortisol production my stress induced, but my little writer says it best in her own words:
After 33 hours of travel, which includes three delayed flights, two airplanes, two layovers (if you count 15 hours in Boston), the longest lines I’ve ever queued in, a number of subway trains, AND one bus ride later, I’m finally settled in my Brooklyn apartment.
And she still has to go pick up her suitcase, which made the trip without her. She is in the young, invulnerable stage of life. I must do the worry duty for her. I do try to remind myself that at her age I thought nothing of blizzards and zero degree weather and try to ease back on the worry throttle a bit.
But, those hours were no fun for either of us. They lasted forever, and I was eternally grateful for the umbilical cord I still have, her cell phone.
I’m extremely happy that she is back safely after that arduous trip, but I stressed that more bad weather is coming and she must take care.
I pray that everyone in those freezing temperatures stays safe. And warm.