We are on day thirty-two of this Summer Visit 2013, and while this edition has been mostly good, my absolute best scenario of this adventure lasts about fourteen days. I'm a bit homesick, and luckily for me, the end is near. I'm not the only one who feels this way.
Late last night, after an exhausting (and very lovely) day in the company of favorite relatives, Young One shared this analogy: "Mamma, remember when we three were all on that Waverunner in Texas? Remember how we felt unstable, like one of us could fall off? That's what I feel like tonight Mamma, like one of us is about to fall off again. It's hard to keep it together."
Those are pretty apt words from my nine year old. And, believe me, she is having an absolutely wonderful time in the company of doting relatives! The girl misses our life, our normal, our day-to-day dynamic. So do I.
We all agreed to hold on tight and keep each other balanced until the end. There is some comfort in knowing that we are all good swimmers should we find ourselves in the water.