I put my baby on a plane today, and it was harder than the last time. I don’t know why–she’ll be home at Christmas, and I intend to visit her. Maybe it’s because she and Kyle are in a different place. Maybe it’s because I am in a different place. I depend on her a lot–too much. I feel good that she’s making her own way and pursuing her dream. I’m sure she won’t regret it later on. So stiff upper lip, Woman. She’s only an ocean away.

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