[….and the Corascope Chronicles continue….]
Sunday was the dreaded day I had to take Scope to the airport and release him back into the wild.
But we made good use of the few short hours we had left together by ordering our wedding cake (!!!!); and booking a trip for me and my daughter to visit Chicago one last time before the wedding (….woo—take a minute and let that sink in—yeah, this wedding is just around the corner, folks!); and mailing our wedding invitations….
(Awwwwwwww, sweet chocolate, I love those pictures!!!! We look so stinkin’ proud of ourselves, don’t we?!)
(Hee hee hee!)
But soon after dropping the invitations in the mail, I found myself standing alone at the airport, watching Scope inch his way through the security line while mouthing “I love you” at me every time he glanced back.
Sad, I know (except the “I love you” part.) These sort of goodbyes are numbered now though. Seriously, only THREE more to go!
And that makes it a little less painful.
© Love Letters By Cora