I wasn't sure how this was going to go down. I knew it wasn't going to be fun, though. Katie Beth is extremely close to her dad; they are Guddy & Buddy, as they like to refer to one another. My heart ached for her because I knew how much this is going to, for the lack of a better word, suck. While she is strong, and one tough little cookie...her pain is very real. And, there is truly nothing that can be done to make it any easier for her to cope. Unfortunately, she has to do this the hard way...and learn as she goes. By the time she figures it all out, it'll will be time for him to return home. That's usually how it goes, right?
My son, well he's never been more confused. I think when he saw how upset his sister and I were, he thought his daddy had done something wrong. After he boarded the plane, George just stared down the jetway saying, "Me coming too? Me coming too?" He still thinks his dad is on that airplane.
As for me, how did / do I handle it? Well, not as well as I had hoped. I was a bawling, hot mess! I love him, what can I say. He keeps me laughing, and I find myself laughing all of the time when I'm around him. I'm afraid of not having as much laughter around this house; that seems so miserable to me. Laughter is my sanity. Without it, what's left? I'm afraid of the answer to that question, so out of the desire to avoid the awkward...we'll just skip right on.
It is what it is, I guess and we'll just have to chug along. The only time in my children's lives that I will ever hope for one of their years to fly by.
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