Hardships....

Today I learned what it will be like to have my children move away.  And I didn't like it.  I didn't like it one bit.  Now, we as mothers will occasionally say how we would like some time alone, wish the kids would leave us alone, hide to be left alone, and even go to the extreme of asking the big question "where did these stinkin' kids come from?"  We'd discuss that one later but my friend's computer has already blocked me out as porn so we probably won't.  Well, today I take it all back. One of my chicks has flown the coop, left the nest, packed her bags and went to Clear Creek for an overnighter.  I have spent many years feathering the above mentioned nest and I do not like the fact that the "school system" has removed my child from it.  She's mine, not theirs.  I lamented this very thing to Reed this morning as I lay in a pile on my bed with tears running down my face.  (You read right, I cried, but not an ugly cry.  More like an elegant weeping of sorts).  He told me to pull it together, or some other insensitive remark, and then asked me what I was going to do when Jake started Scouts.  I told him that I hope the Church does away with Scouts so I don't have to worry about that.  He did not appreciate that comment.  So then I told him he would have to go with him on every one of these camps, or I could do it.  Also didn't approve of that comment.  He sometimes doesn't think I'm funny.  Whatever.  So, back to my original thought.  I miss Taylor.  I do not like having her gone.  I like to have her here with the rest of us.  Jake and Torey have banded together to try to get through this emotional time and the brevity of the situation has strengthened their relationship to the point that they are temporarily sharing a room, because they miss Taylor too.  We are all so lonely.  She will be home tomorrow, at 1:30, probably frozen and hungry, and so excited to be home.  I will wrap her in my arms and she will tell us that she missed us dreadfully and she will swear to never leave again.  I will make her write it down and sign it before a notary, with her brother and sister as witnesses.   They will, in turn, make the same statement and I will have them forever.  Torey and Jake better eliminate the overnighter from their vocabulary, because it isn't happening again.  I am thinking of taking them all in to get their wings clipped.