Monday, March 23, 2015

The Guilt Is Strong in This One

I leave for the airport in approximately thirty minutes. My bags are packed (and, repacked), my passport is in my purse, my camera batteries are charged and my nerves are stretched to the max.

I have such mixed feelings about this trip. On the one hand, I am so excited! I get the chance of a lifetime, to visit a beautiful city in a foreign country with three woman whom I love with all my heart. On the other hand, I am visiting a beautiful city in a foreign country, without the rest of my family, and that just feels really weird for me.

I know I'll have a great time and I know that everything will roll right along in my absence, but, the guilt is real; you would think I was Catholic or a mom or something.

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