Freedom to Fly Away…

Dear Children. I’m always conflicted when you leave. I’m happy for what you are experiencing and I am a little anxious that you are off my radar. In this case, I won’t be able to call you on the phone and because I haven’t visited India, I won’t truly hear the sounds, smell the smells, […]

Why am I so sad?

I am infinitely sad.  It is physical.  I hurt somewhere between my chest and my stomach where it is hollow. Silliness. My husband is only going home.  I’m staying here alone, but I’ve been here many times by myself and I enjoy it.  I know people, I know places, I have what I need. And […]