Before this week, the longest I had ever been away from Archer was
two days. So I had no idea what to expect when I went away for five
full days. I knew I would miss him but had no idea how much and in what
way. Would I have fun? Would I be sad? Would our separation be too much
to bear? Was five days too long?
I was shocked at how easy it was to say goodbye. To walk away from
my son who smiled at me from the backseat of my mom's car. To wave from
the curb and get on an airplane and fly away. It wasn't sad. Or hard.
Not even a little bit.
I love my son with all of my heart. It's just that up until now I thought he was my world.
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