“I look back with such wonder and appreciation of who my parents are. I will forever be in awe of the way they live their life.”
40 years ago my parents were asked if they would have an exchange student. I wonder if they knew the doors it would open to all of us?
‘We see them waving goodbye. Every feeling I have is exposed. On one side, my aging parents, on the other, my youngest child crossing the ocean. I am a mess.’
“How do I let you go? How do I get back on a plane without you? How do I accept the reality that this is your beginning, and my end?”
