Today is the day – in one hour we leave for Toronto Pearson International Airport – to deliver my little girl into the arms of the world.
Will she be warm enough? Will she be comfortable? Has she eaten? Will the world take good care of her as she moves from country to country?
Today is the day – in one hour from now. I will kiss her farewell and wish her a safe trip. She will be on her way to a great adventure.
Will my heart take it? Can I not cry? I need to put on a strong face to let her know I will be okay. Will the world bring her back to me a different little girl full of stories and learning? I want her safe. It is a big place out there.
Oh, time is not my friend. Until she is on her way home – then, time will be my friend. May the people she meets be kind. May the trains, planes, and automobiles she uses be safe. May the food be nourishing! I have always made sure what I cook has given her what she needs to grow strong. I have always encouraged her to be independent. I have hugged her, advised her, loved her. And now – it is up to the rest of the world — and her.
Sigh. My baby girl. Is now yours.