I haven’t stopped crying all morning. Not because I’ve had a bad day, or because I’m stressed or upset. Because today, you left me. You and Papi went on your first solo adventure, to Cuba! Over the next 8 days, you’ll get to meet your family members you’ve been hearing so much about, your cousins and aunts and uncles and great-grandparents that you “know” so well from videos. What a fun experience this will be for you!
I know you’re excited, baby girl, and you’ve been telling me to be a big girl and not cry when you leave (mature advice coming from a 2.5 year old, right?) but when the time came that we had to part, we both cried, you, with Papi in the security line, and me from the door of the airport all.the.way.home (I wish this were an exaggeration but hey, whatever). This is the first time we will be away from each other for so long (8 days, to be exact) but I’m so happy you are there with your Papi- I know that will make it easier on you come bed time or anytime you are missing me. And luckily, I got to keep my baby boy here with me (anyone who thinks I’d give up both for a week is nuts!!) so I have plenty of snuggling to do still.
But I will I’ll miss your snuggles, and your morning breath, and your beaming smile, and your sweet dance moves to the Descendants music videos, and your unrelenting need to watch color videos, and your hugs and wet kisses. You’re my best girl, my “best sister,” and I will miss you so much this week.
Have fun, my love. Be safe, be adventurous, be generous with your hugs and kisses, speak Spanish, use the potty like a big girl, listen to Papi, and make a thousand memories. I’ll be thinking about you every second of every day till I get you back.
Love you, my angel,