One Week Off, and Back to the Grind Stone…

My daughter just left (yesterday) to intern for ten weeks. I’m a little bummed, but I am also “a little” used to it. Since she finished the ninth grade, her summers have been spent either attending school programs or working >>> always outside of Texas. She did, however, take one summer off to sort of “chill out” (I’m not sure if that is the current term for what used to be “take time to smell the roses” or even “take it easy”>>> but I’m sure you can get my drift…) That was the summer that she and I managed to get on a bus tour through Canada.

We have never visited our daughter during any of her summer programs/jobs, but this summer we are planning on going to see her for five days. We know the area, so it should be a nice time… reminiscing for my husband and me… seeing places she used to visit regularly as a little girl… the different Smithsonian museums, the Baltimore zoo and aquarium, and perhaps even the two houses we lived in.  

Each time she leaves, she makes a point of saying goodbye to Sprite (our 15 1/2 year old puppy)… Unfortunately, Sprite is at a time in her life where she doesn’t realize that our daughter no longer lives with us. She used to hip-hop all over (Sprite, that is!) when our daughter walked in the door for the first time, but this last visit, Sprite just wanted to be fed!

Anyway, my daughter just left yesterday, and already I miss her and am counting the days until we go out and visit. As for Sprite, she is keeping on with keeping on… and “chilling out” whenever possible!