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In Which My Heart Goes to Nashville

"The decision to have a child is to accept that your heart will forever walk about outside your body" ~ Katherine Hadley
The last few times we have tried to have Brooklyn spend the night over at Nana and BobBob's, we inevitably get a call between 10pm and 12am from a tearful little girl, begging to come home.  They only live about a mile away, so it's not usually a big deal.  This morning, however, we packed her up and sent her with them to Nashville, part of one of the two part trip to Illinois where we will ultimately join them for Thanksgiving. 

Last night while we packed and this morning while we got ready, I could tell she was having a little trouble dealing with the idea of separation.  She said over and over how much she was going to miss us.  Meanwhile, I walked a fine line of reassuring her that we love her and would miss her, and encouraging her to enjoy the trip.  Of course, inside I was crying "Just stay home with me!! You don't have to go if you don't want to!!" 

There were no tears when we said goodbye. Just lots of hugs and kisses and last minute instructions.  I can't help but wonder what time we'll get the call tonight asking if we can come get her.  But I know I'll be tempted to make the drive!

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  1. UnknownNovember 21, 2010 at 10:34 AM

    Love your posts.

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  2. MelodyNovember 21, 2010 at 5:27 PM

    I promise we won't call begging you to come get her, however we might call just so she can talk to you! She is being such a good girl!

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