Missing Marj

Marj has gone on a cruise for Spring Break. She went with a couple of friends. They have adult supervision. But still. I don't like having her gone. Especially when we can't talk or text or anything. -

This is not good.

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This is going to be a long week. And it's making me think about the Fall when she leaves for college. And that's not good.

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I remember when Patti left home for college, my first to go. I walked around with a puzzled expression saying "But I'm not done yet!" I couldn't remember if I told her everything. Did she know, for example, to clean the lint filter in the dryer?

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So I sit here without Marj and feel the same feelings and know that this Fall is going to be tough again. Can I go through it again?

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Thinking about all the stupid, sappy songs about what this ol' heart can take.

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Then thinking "It's just a week. It's a cruise, for Pete's sake."

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Then thinking "No, it's more than that. It's significant. It's the start of something. It's the end of something."

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Mostly, it's the start of something.

I know.

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But still. Seriously. I'm not done yet.

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I didn't know it would come so quickly.

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Poor thing. I'll be popping up all over campus, peeking around trees, ducking behind a stack of books.

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I know.

It's just a cruise.