Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Project 365 - Leaving on Jet Plane
I would like to tell you that I watched him pack his luggage without worry. I would like you to believe that as I smiled while he practiced his haggling skills with his Dad, a shadow did not darken my mood. That as I watched him help an elderly man retrieve his boarding pass from the ticketing kiosk at the airport, I did so without anxiety. But, I didn't do any of that. I admit to fearing for his safety as he lives with a family in the West Bank, as he walks the ancient, narrow streets of Jerusalem, as he tries to understand the separation wall, and as he swims in the Dead Sea.
I guess there is only one explanation for my behavior. I am his Mom. And this growing up business is harder than it seems.