Sunday, December 20, 2015
After a 3 hour drive to the airport, a 4.5 hour flight, and another 3 hour drive, we made it to my Mom's house just before midnight and created havoc and mayhem. Well, perhaps it just seemed that way after waking up from the car ride.
I managed not to veer off plan - had an overpriced big salad with grilled chicken for lunch in the airport, and then more chicken and salad on the road for dinner. I had one french fry and one "chicken fry" from the kids' fast food orgy in the car. Just for quality control, you know.
So it was a lot of being emotionally tired from doing a lot of nothing physically strenuous. I don't know why traveling is exhausting for me - maybe it's the background worrying that something might go wrong.
But it was also a really happy day. Traveling with both kids is a treat; the college kid is a couple of years away from full-blown independence so these family trips will soon be a thing of the past. And our younger kid is 15, this amazing age with one foot in adulthood and the other still in childhood. She's taller than I, and so composed and confident when it comes to school and soccer. And other times, she's still so sweet and child-like. During our long car drives at both ends of our trip, we sat in the back seat together and she held my hand as she snoozed. I really cannot imagine a better birthday present.
Which is good, because we don't do birthday presents. We do do birthday dinners, so today we are going to have my favorite - fresh seafood. Yum! And I'll get to hold *my* Mom's hand as we have some of our own quiet time. It takes a bit of an effort to get here, but I can't imagine not doing it every year.