Thursday, June 01, 2006
Babe on a PlaneMy daughter is in California. She flew all the way out there, all by herself. She's done this a lot; it's nothing new.
My daughter is grown up. She's older than some of YOU. She's a competent traveler. She loves to travel, in fact.
She's called several times. She got there without a hitch. She's having a great time. She'll be home tomorrow. She's been gone nine days.
I knew all along it would be fine; it always is. I'm not worried, no, not a bit. I often write in short, choppy sentences; it has nothing to do with concern.
My daughter is an adult.
So how come I am picturing these faces, on a plane, alone?
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