My mom left today. It was difficult saying goodbye. It always is. We live over 1600 miles apart. We do not see each other often. And when we have to say goodbye, I usually cry and become depressed for a day or two.
We had fun together. There was little discussion about my childhood because I wanted it that way. I just wanted to enjoy my son's wedding and our "girls" weekend at a Women of Faith conference. And I did. We both did. A good mother & daughter time.
Now I will deal with the sadness of her leaving. I feel like such a little girl when this happens. I guess it is because I never know when or if I will see her again. It feels like such a loss each time it happens. I need to learn to be grateful for the moment and not worry about the future.
I do not like saying goodbye. I would rather say hello.