My sister and mom had to stay in Omaha to visit the knee doctor, our good friend Doctor Brown. Equaling a tearful goodbye in Omaha. My dad drove me the rest of the way to Des Monies. Also, pronounced Da Monies. I have to concentrate very hard to pronounce it the correct way. Maybe I will do better with the Italian language.
Arriving in Des Monies my dad instantly changed. I think he has been very worried about this day for a few weeks along with my mom who has been keeping it very well hidden. It is tough to send your 22 year old daughter across to the world to a new country where she does not know anyone. My parents are so brave. They are such wonderful people.
Saying good bye to my dad at the gate was tough....maybe I can tell you more about it later.
As I am writing this in the airport tears are welling up inside me. All the while there is a very friendly grandma sitting beside me trying to talk to Louie on the cell phone. I think the whole airport can hear her. From tears to laughing in minute!!! Oh boy they just called for boarding!
Happy Tears of Good Bye |
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