Yesterday, Jamie and I drove Laura to the Newark Airport to fly to Dublin, Ireland for several days before she moves on to an archaeological dig at El Miron in Spain. (I will leave the comparisons of Newark to Dublin and Northwestern Spain to your imagination.) Aside from missing my only daughter and fretting over her flight and other travels, I must say that I admire her independent and adventurous spirit. Hard to believe when I remember the toddler who got stage fright at her first gymnastics show.
It reminds me what wondrous creatures children are. Just when you think you have them figured out, they will amaze you and fill you with joy.
And then I remember what her room looks like--envision the devastation of a tornado--and I realize the true meaning of yin and yang.
having three teenagers of my own i can totally understand the joy and the devastation of a tornado.
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