These last few days I have had to face the reality that my Daughter is leaving home and is not going to change her mind.
When she moved out of the family home, I learned to deal with it. Of course she was only 30 minutes away.
This move will be much farther away. Over six hours. Not a fun drive.
It has been an emotional weekend. I enjoyed our time together looking for apartments and getting re-acquainted with San Luis Obispo, but will miss my Daughter immensely!
I'm trying to look on the bright side. Yes, she will make more money.
Yes, it's a nice community.
BUT, it's not home.
She will be starting fresh. All alone.
That makes me saddest of all. But she thinks of this as an adventure. She's braver than I! The older I get, the more I enjoy being a home body.
After the important stuff like lease signing and job interviews, we did a bit of fabric shopping. I don't know if it was the sad mood I was in or what, but I didn't find much. A couple fabrics for a kids pattern I'm working on and a two background fabrics.
I only have a couple more weeks to spend with her before she packs her car and leaves home.
All this time I've crossed my fingers that things wouldn't pan out. The did and now I'm left feeling empty and sad.
If I'm not around, you'll know why.
I'm not ready to un-tie the apron strings.
Heart broken in Paradise...