our last moments...
it's such a weird thing, saying good-bye.
you stand around. make small talk. ask questions you already know the answer to. you hug. you kiss. you say i love you. you kiss again. and again and again.
and, at some point, you just have to let go and let him walk away.
you watch him, through the crowd, up the escalator, until he finally turns and gives one last wave. you stand there, crying and waving and watching until all you can see are his boots. and then he's gone. and it's time to walk away.
as you head to the car, now three instead of four, you avoid eye contact with everyone around you. you sense their empathy, but know making eye contact would completely dissolve your steel.
we made our walk to the car. i reigned in my emotions and put the girls in their seats. i caught myself just before getting in the passenger side. whoops.
once i got in and got settled, piper said,
"mommy, who's going to make your eggs now?"
"well................i guess i'll have to make my own eggs now, baby."