I am at the National office for my work this week in a series of seminars and meetings. It is great to visit New York City, and to do it in a professional capacity is a very different experience than I have had before. But I really wasn’t looking forward to this trip at all, largely because I know that Rose was going to be very upset about it. She’s had this in her mind since I first mentioned it months ago, and has asked me for countless details as we’ve gone through the schedule a number of times.
When it came time for me to leave, Rose and my dad drove me to the airport, and she fought so hard not to cry. It completely broke my heart to leave her. Later that night, when I called to say I arrived (and to check the soccer scores from the games I missed that afternoon) she told me that she almost scored a goal (the goalie caught the ball) and then when we were hanging up she started crying again.
This isn’t uncommon behavior for Rose, she still doesn’t like it when I go back to work in the evening for a meeting or something, and she might tear up a little in that scenario. I think part of it is that she loves her mom, but more might be that she’s a routine-oriented kid who likes to rehash the schedule for the next week every night as she lays down for bed.
So I miss her like crazy and can’t wait to be home…