[….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.
*sniffle*
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.
A little.
© Love Letters By Cora
