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gone this morning

I was supposed to be gone this morning.

I was supposed to be gone this morning, but I would have missed such a marvelous Father's Day with the Fords.

I was supposed to be gone this morning, but I would have not been able to enjoy a leisurely day today.

I was supposed to be gone today. But I am kind of glad I'm here because we send most of our weather due east, and I suspect the storm we had last night would make a bad travel partner.

I was supposed to be gone today. And I would have been. Honestly, I would have left early, early this morning, if Dan hadn't cooked a delicious dinner for me on Saturday for my early birthday and then asked me the one question that would make me stay a day longer:

"Did you remember to renew your driver's license?" 😱😠🤬

I was supposed to be gone today.

I was supposed to be gone today, but then I would have missed the tilt of having Maggie need me/not need me in a dizzying array of emotion about her upcoming trip to Connecticut by way of NYC.

I was supposed to be gone today, but then I would have missed chatting with her last night about how she was super nervous about being dropped off at the doors of the main terminal and getting on a plane to New York by herself today.

I was supposed to be gone today, but then I would have missed waking up at 4 am, to be on the other end of the line (she was not leaving from my house)...only to have Maggie shift gears and tell me she is perfectly capable of figuring out the airport, thankyouverymuch.

And around and around we go, the endless roller-coaster of Come-Here-Go-Away that we mothers ride with our teenage daughters.

I was supposed to be gone today, but I poured my coffee in the pre-dawn dark and rolled my eyes and the impossibility of her. I texted back: "Well, if you need me. Call. I'll walk you through it."

I was supposed to be gone today, but I think she liked that I was home--capable of helping, not 200 highway miles away and unreachable--when her normal girl voice (not her bulletproof social media self) called at 6:00 am and said, "Mummy. Okay...I'm standing at the kiosk. Now what do I do?"

I was supposed to be gone today, but how much more fun has it been that I got her Snap a minute ago, "I'm HERE!!!!"
And we "Yay!"-ed our hearts away🙌

I was supposed to be gone today, but how could I really have texted from the car to ask all my nervous-nelly questions, "Okay, do you have all your stuff? Do you know where to go? Or is someone helping you?"

[She is in New York's Laguardia airport BY HERSELF for heaven' sake!]

"Just follow the signs for baggage claim and try not to look like a hillbilly." It was my best advice from 1200 miles away.

I was supposed to be gone today, but thank God I'm here. So that she can spread her wings and take on the wide, wide world. I give my whole heart to her in support and encouragement and guidance...all so that she can respond:

"I know what I'm doing, mom!! TRUST ME!!"

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