Goodbyes

They suck.

Actually, I don't think we ever really said the words "good bye" and maybe that's for the better. I did my best and honestly, I made it all the way until we were right outside the bus before I broke down so he never really saw me a mess...which I like to think helped him. I couldn't stay standing outside the bus to wave goodbye, I just couldn't. So I walked back to the car and sat inside watching the busses take off...I just didn't want to be around other people...

We had so many special moments in the days leading up to his departure and I'm glad we made the time to have "us" time and that we made it as special as we could. I found that I was feeling so many different emotions I couldn't express them, so I wrote him a little note and gave it to him before he left.

I personally didn't take a camera but S brought hers and snapped a few photos of D and I...I hadn't brought mine because I didn't think I'd want pictures; thinking that I didn't need a picture to remember this day, I'd look forward to the pictures of the return because that will be SOME day to remember! But after seeing the ones S caught...I'm so grateful to her because I'm really glad we have a visual memory to look back on...

S saw D doing this and told him to do something cute with the belly...he did this:

He's playing drums. :-) I miss him so much already...