Went to the airport yesterday morning and picked up the kids. It's so nice to have them back home. I missed the hell out of them.
As I'm sitting in baggage claim, drinking a latte, and waiting for them to get from the gate down to baggage claim, I had a brief moment where I thought, "what if I don't recognize them?" Which is stupid; they've only been gone 2 weeks, and they're my children, FFS. Of course I'll recognize them. But I have that little bit of worry every time I'm in an airport. In the years I lived away from here and didn't see my mom a lot, I used to worry that I wouldn't recognize her when I was supposed to pick her up at the airport. I always did recognize her instantly, but I always worried that I wouldn't.
Somehow I don't think that's normal.
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